Our Love
by Bridget
You are mine and I am yours.
She is his and he is hers.
I want you and you need me.
He is hott and she's pretty.
For me its over, for you it began.
She's his girl, He's her man.
You make me cry, I make you weep.
She is nice, He is sweet.
I say goodnight, while you say goodbye.
She says hello, he says hi.
It is confusing, and there's more than what meets the eyes.
But why focus on him and her, when we should focus on you and I.