I think the most romantic thing you can be for someone is a star.
Swings
Under the moonlight I taught you how to swings. You told me you are confused, you don't know what to believe. You haven't decided. You are afraid aren't you? "Where would I be without you?" No, you didn't say that but I guess that is close enough. I told you to pick up your legs and kick them high into the air. It is hard for you right? I understand. I got off the swings and pushed you. Are you having fun? Soon you were laughing and smiling and for a moment so was I. "This could be us," I said. Not a chance. Why? No answer. Let's go back. "You know I care." Don't worry about it. We walked back to my front porch and the eyes did not lie. "Why?" No answer. I watched as you walk away. "I am your star," I whispered.
