How do I tell you,
what you are to me?
What can make you see, that
Without you there can’t be a thing in me?
Amongst those million tunes,
You are my symphony.
Amongst those gushing clouds,
You are a raindrop’s mercy.
There could be a hundred as my own,
Yet you are the only one for me.
There might stand an army behind me,
You are the bridgehead that takes me to victory // enough for me to win any.
If I stand to be that impenetrable forest
You are the ray of sun that set foot inside me.
If I am the quiet of the night
You are the voice that evokes the moonlight
How many words will it take,
To tell you what you are to me?
Will any ever suffice,
To show you what you stand to be.
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