A/N: Written for my friend
A Soul On The Word "Mine"
I was just another soul
Annother very sad, lonely soul
Who thought they lost their lover
Even if they were next to me, not some other
I was confused cause they were odd
They were quite shy yet a god
And I can say I was drawn to that
But would never admit it as fact
So the moment they call me "mine"
Of course my body filled with butterflies
My soul was in nothing but smiles
Little did I know, it'd only stay for awhile
Because all the praises and coos were nice
But heat burned and they were no longer ice
I was now another happy soul who was alone
At this time, I was nobody's other than my own
