What would I do without you?
I'd forever speak no more behind a barricaded door
wondering who will listen and contribute his suggestions.
How would I live without you?
Depressingly surrounded by those more well-rounded
Lost in life with no direction and a mind of sheer congestion.
How do I express how much you've given me?
Have I done enough to explain, that in your mind it's become ingrained,
that my unconditional love for you is unquestionably undying?
If I haven't made it clear, then I'll remain right here,
and I will do my damnedest to keep trying.
