With you… for now.

I’m with you
until you do say
that we are done,
and show me the way.

You say it’s real;
I know that’s not true.
It doesn’t matter
to me or to you.

Loyal is what
I will be
until you decide
to get rid of me.

It’s a secret
or so you told me.
That’s what you wish,
and so it will be.

So, I’ll be here,
waiting for you,
looking for signals
as to what I should do.

I don’t mind.
It’s all good fun.
I’ll pretend to love you
until we are done.