I Am With You
I am right here with you,
What on earth are you talking about?
"Why aren't you buying me dinner?"
I never dreamed
There would be a poisoned dart
In the meal you bought me in the past.
You seem to be guiding me.
As if you are watering
A sprouting, budding shoot—
Yet the moment I turn my back,
You fling another poisoned dart.
A season changes.
Once again, you buy me a meal.
Sweet words,
A sweet smile.
'Right, surely not. I must have been oversensitive!'
Feeling good, I speak up!
I bought a Porsche.
Instead of a poisoned dart,
You spit out poisoned words.
"Did you rent that car?"
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