you are the sensation of falling
you are hunger pangs
you are the knot in my muscles
you are a wound that will not heal
you are a scab, itching to be picked off
you are a life of your own
you are an eyelash in my eye
you are everything and nothing
you are a fingernail, cut too short
you are wind before a storm
you are the thunder
you are my greatest success
and my fondest regret
you are raindrops on a sunny day
you are my act one, two and three
you are my hero, my leading lady
and my villain
you are my pen on paper
you are my blood in the sink
you are my foot, tap tap
you are the air in my lungs
you are responsible for me
you are.