I need you to be the love of a mother hugging her son.

I need you to be the trust of two youths attempting the concept of love for the very first time.

I need you to be as fearless as new mothers and fathers.

I need you to be the hope of someone who knows he will find a way.

I need you to see my sides as everyone sees both the sun and the moon.

I need you to be the strenght of widows and soul survivors.

I need you to be the might of our first kiss.

I need you to be as real as when I stroke your hair with my hand.

I need...

I need...

I need you.