They Don't Understand

They say, “There’s other people, you’ll see,”

As if love is as simple as setting me free.

But they don’t understand — not even a part —

I don’t want the world, I just want his heart.

It’s not just a crush or a passing delight,

It’s the way he brings color to my darkest night.

His laugh, his soul, his quiet grace —

No one else could ever take his place.

When he’s around, the world feels right,

Like stars align and burdens feel light.

No one else makes my spirit ignite —

He’s the calm in my storm, my spark, my light.

So when they say, “You’ll find someone new,”

They’re trying to paint over skies that were blue.

He’s not a phase or a fleeting flame —

He’s the reason I’ll never feel the same.

He’s not just someone I wish I could know,

He’s the root of the warmth that helps me grow.

Spirit and soul, my heart and my mind —

In him, there’s a magic I’ll never find.

Let them talk — they don’t have a clue.

They don’t live with the love I do.

He’s not just someone I’m dreaming of —

He’s my someone.

The one I love.