I think I love her.
I know I need her.
She brings me all I need.
She turns into magic
She makes things happen.
She takes me places.
She helps me provide for my family.
She's never around for long.
She likes to visit then leave.
She often likes to talk to strangers.
She seems to like others more than me.
She doesn't seem to want to be with me.
I wanted to see her more.
I wanted her to stay.
So we could build a better future.
Sometimes I think I need her more than I know.
More than I can admit.
I just can't seem to do what she wants.
She is a mystery.
She is money.