Don't make him your patronus
You'll be surrounded by dementors
Don't make him your happy pill
You'll be filled with sadness
Don't make him your tail
You'll only drown yourself
Don't make him your fire
You'll be frozen cold
Don't make him your moon
You'll be embraced by darkness
Don't make him your favorite song
You'll forget the lyrics
Don't make him someone he wasn't meant to be
You'll break your own heart
Luv, don't hold onto something
You're bound to lose