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.