How does it feel?

How does it feel,
To be so powerful,
To have such a strong hold on someone,
To be the reason they wake up everyday,
To be the one they dream of every night;

How does it feel,
To be the constant thought of someone's mind,
To be the reason of an unguarded smile,
To be the pain behind every tear,
To be the center of every fleeting thought;

How does it feel,
To be someone's gravity just to make them fall,
To be someone's hope just to crush them all,
To be someone's desire just to tell them about forbidden,
To be someone's everything just to teach them indifference;

So, tell me today, O dear wanderer
How does it feel?