i'm glad you found me when you did,
i was gambling with my life - i was using it as my only bid.
you made me feel needed when i thought i was alone,
you made me feel worthy even though i had nothing to show.
you're the best person i know,
you're my absolute best friend -
whenever i'm broken you're always here to help me mend.
you're a really scary driver, and sometimes irritating -
but you're patient and loving and oh so illuminating.
i can't think of anything better that i would rather do
than to spend the rest of my life with sweet, sweet you.

I've started writing about you -
I describe you as my hurricane,
my drug and my universe.
I think I'll always think of you that way.
You're everything above ordinary.

My biggest fear is that I'm afraid of dying,
If i told you i wasn't then i would be lying.
What happens after we close our tired eyes?
Is it just eternally dark in the cold, hard earth in which we lie?
What happens after we die?
Do we just cease to exist and aren't able to say goodbye?

WHAT IF WE ARE ALL JUST BILLIONS OF SHINING STARS,
SEEN BY OTHER BEINGS FROM ALL THE OTHER GALAXIES ,
MAYBE OTHER UNIVERSES -
AFTER ALL,
WE ARE MADE UP OF STARDUST.

You think you know me
Because we're friends on social media...
You think I'm happy
Because i show nothing less but a smile.
But you're a fool,
Because I only show you what I want you to see.

What to do?
How should I know?
But isn’t being lost the best place to go?

Show me things you want me to see,
In a way I can understand.
Show me things you want me to see,
Show me what is your plan.