She makes the stars shine and the moon glow.
And when she smiled the planets aligned themselves.
And when she was sad it was like the earth itself was being torn in two
and your heart broke for her
and all you wanted to do was stitch the cosmos together into a warm blanket
and tell her everything would be alright.
She was easy to love and smile with,
but when she was unhappy it felt wrong to be pleased.
You cannot be happy unless she is happy.
And how hard it is to be sad when she is pleased.
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