Part of Me

Do I stay because I love you so much?

A question I ask every waking day,

I answer it with a sigh.

I am twenty seven going on twenty eight.

Subtracting twelve in twenty eight,

That makes almost half my life.

We’ve shared good times and the harshest times,

We’ve stayed literally through thick and thin,

That can never be replaced.

I go back to the question,

I stay because I am dependent on you.

I stay because I do love you.