Your help is air when I’m
Stifled by doubt and confusion,
For you, I would count every star,
I would paint your dreams
Even if you feel like your hopes
Fall apart at the seams
Because those threads tie
You and I together even
When you’re tired and try
To keep me stable when I cry,
They keep us together
When you’re cross and unsure,  
They keep us together
And help us endure.