Because He's Mine

People constantly tell me that I can do better, and they tell him the same.
People constantly try to separate us in hope that they will gain.
I've heard the stories they've all said to him about me,
And I'm tired of the guys who aim to tell me he's a whore.
But for all the things between me and him that they weren't there for
For all those nights and days we just spent talking,
Creating inside jokes,
Creating secret code names that even we don't remember,
Bonding through things we never told anyone before.
The same very things we never felt comfortable to tell anyone else before.
For all our firsts,
And for all our lasts.
To the future,
And from the past.
I'm not going to sit here and listen to anyone else.
I love my little angel,
and that is that!