You

We're on your couch,
talking of the real things,
opening and closing doors,
the way we truly feel.
I don't know it cuz I'm only seeing
it in my mind.

I'm seeing me saying,
"Even if it's not me
and it's not meant to be,
I want one of us to be happy,
and it's you, babe.
It's you."

"I want them to treat you the way I would,
never cheatin'
if your trauma gets in the way of having sex,
Treating you,
never beating,
not the way this world did."

"I want one of us to be happy.
Babe, you been through enough pain.
I don't wanna think about the way you were
abused all throughout your life.
Even if you hurt me,
even if some naysayers were right about
you never caring,
call me stupid,
but if one of us
Should be happy,
I want it to be you."