This power you have over me,

This power you have over me,

It’s really quite a shame,

Since I don’t want you to have it,

And I know you feel the same.

No-one can make me hurt more,

Or can make more tears fall,

And no-one else can make it

So that I don’t hurt at all.

Who else could knock my confidence,

Or build it up sky-high,

With a word, a look, a gesture,

Or even with a sigh.

It hurts me when I’m with you,

Just as much as when I’m not,

And it hurts to know you think of me,

Yet hurts to be forgot.

There’s no-one else can say to me;

‘Jump!’- no reason why,

On whom I’d waste a second,

To you I’d say ‘How high?’

I can’t stand not being close to you,

Your friendship’s just as bad,

And since that’s all you offer,

It’s likely I’ll go mad.

No-one can make me laugh more,

Few others make me cry,

It’s been two and a half years,

I’ve given up asking why.

And now I just accept it,

My life’s turned out this way,

This power you have over me,

Is, sadly, here to stay.