Something real is hard to find.                                                                                                                                                Real friends,                                                                                                                                                                              real family,                                                                                                                                                                               even real hearts.
It is hard to have something that loves you,                                                                                                                                   as much as I do.                                                                                                                                                                                                                  To have something to hold your heart,                                                                                                                                             in a caring way.                                                                                                                                                                                                     To treat it like it is my world,                                                                                                                                                                           like it is my own.
How do you know how I feel?                                                                                                                                                                           How I live?                                                                                                                                                                                                           How I breathe,                                                                                                                                                                                                        how I see?
All these mean different things.
But what will never be different is how you see me.