Don’t Be Someone’s Sun

Looking at me like the sun rose and set in my eyes.

Like I was day and night and all the things you didn’t quite understand.

Watching you try and explain me to yourself. Feeling that you couldn’t.

Feeling that maybe I was more than you knew what to do with.

Feeling that maybe I wanted you to feel that way, and maybe you didn’t.

Maybe the sun made perfect sense to you and just liked the warmth; you liked the view.

And maybe that was enough?