How can someone mean so much to you?
How can their happiness determine yours?
How can you just look at them and feel safe?
The feeling is priceless I tell you.
You think out loud with them, with nothing to worry about.
You make crazy undoable scenarios in your head.
You wake up everyday with something to look forward to.
But when they're gone, the whole world just crashes upon you.
It's like you no longer know the very purpose of your existence.
That's when you realise you've not only lost your secondhand happiness,
Your absolutely-ridiculously everything,
But even a piece of yourself.
It's insane I tell you.
Never will I understand, always will I wonder.
