When you ask yourself
Who would truly care?
If you lay dying
With a cold and empty stare.

Please remember that it would be me.
Trembling with fear,
With dark thoughts roaming free

Because you show me light,
When my courage stretches thin.
Even when that light
Is troubled and dim.

You don't know your worth.
So I'll remind you every day.
I love you, sweet Sir.
And that will never go away.

So next time you wonder
Who would be affected?
Remember that only with you,
My heart is fully mended.

And if I lost your light,
If it were extinguished,
I would never be the same.
But my love never diminished.