I want to be your sunscreen
The one to protect you from the burning words of the world

I want to be your life jacket
The one who will keep you up even if you fall into the cold, mean ocean

I want to be your airbag
The one that can cushion your fall when others crash into your heart

I want to be your tissue
The one to wipe away all of your tears

I want to be your diary
The one you can talk to when all goes wrong

I want to be your pillow
The one you can rest your head on, when the weight of the world sits upon your eyelids

I want to be your everything
The one who can always make you feel better
The one who you will piece back together your broken parts
The one who makes you smile daily
The one who will always be important to you, until the day you die