"This poem is not for you" I would've lied and told you with a straight face. But who am I to make jokes around you? When I can't make you laugh the way you make me to. And who am I to deny, When you know too well, You became the spark that lit this poem. And actually, yes, this poem isn't for you, And I'm not joking when I say, I wrote this because you never thought I'd stay~ But here I am, anyway.