They ask "who is that girl in the corner?"
I say "she is my treasure"
"I have never seen her before," they answer.
but they just don't see you like I do,
you're presence to me was like the moon.
sitting in your corner, brightening the room.

They ask me, "Does she even laugh?"
but they just don't know you like I do
when you open that mouth with a smile from my corniest jokes
Your joy is more contagious than...