To him, I'm his best friend,
the one whose real and doesn't pretend.
To him, I'm the creator of his smile,
the one who puts the chaos back into a pile.
To him, I'm the ring leader,
the only one he calls his mind reader.
To him, I'm the shelter from his storms,
the puller of all thorns.
To him, I'm his crutch,
the one he says he loves so much.
To him, I'm his statue,
the one whose always there.
His breath of fresh air.
To him, I'm his everything.