You are the honest guardian of me,
When I was almost naked and alone.
You are the constant companion to me,
When I was nearly bent to the knees.
You are Satan treating me as return,
The way I handled your inner demands.
You are God answering my prayers,
The way I answered your routine calls.
You are the mother giving me a big hug,
And a harbor to rest in.
You are the father lending me a broad shoulder,
And a sky to fly in.
You are the sister feeding me at the breast,
As I was hungry or bleeding.
You are the brother betraying the world,
As I was betrayed by the world.
We call it love, I call you sweetheart,
The mystic power to break all rules.
We call it love, I call you fresh air,
The invisible hand to hold the fate tight.
We call it love, I call you soulmate,
The judge to tell right from false.
We call it love, I call you daydream,
The prophet to show the shape of future.
Dare I say you are my love.
Dare I say you are my destiny.
Dare I say you are my miracle.
Dare I say you are my everything.
I need someone to company with.
I need someone to battle with.
I need someone to live with.
I need someone to die with.
I know, I really know you are the one I need.