You need to brew it. Because some things are dependent. Because some things are made to be mixed. You need to brew it; because if you don't, you won't be able to taste it. Because they complete you when they're together.

You need to brew it.
Because you simply cannot choose just one.

He's the teabag. We're the cup, fill with hot water. You are supposed to carry us both.

That's why it's irritating to see that you choose him, and him only. That you often, too often leave us for him.

Just so you know,
I'm ready to always be there for you.

But one most important vital thing is,
I'm not an option.