I don’t want to be your cloud
Your back-up when your heart is broken
I’m tired of being that shoulder
You only notice when tears swell in your eyes
I used to want to be your número uno
Heart beat skipping as you walked right passed me
But then I realised you only looked up when down was no longer nice
The beats went back to rhythm.
One day you’re going to realise this cloud is above you for a reason
But by then, this cloud would have moved on.
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