Your are like a lighthouse,
And I like a ship.
While other ships were passing each other by,
I was simply passing you.
And you stayed there still,
Unflinching and unbothered.
For as always I am nothing other to you,
Than what any other ship in the sea is.
No more special than the other,
No more important than the rest of them.
But to me? To me you mattered most.
