The One

Our lives like chalk and cheese,        

Yet you seemed neck and neck lost as me, 

A gift whopping greater than wealth could ever buy,                       

 I can see the love you have deep in eyes..

Walking across the street like bread and butter,                               

 You hold my hands tight; swing in the air,

As like a cat and rat, we fight,          

 Yet you makes me smile with that puppy face of yours, 

I start counting sheep's at night,      

Until you hold me in you arms...       

Far far away, miles apart, still I feel the warmth of yours behind me; wherever I go....