And you play it Coy, but its kinda cute.

Your my everything. Your the breaths I take, your the love I have, and your the tears that I shed. But, what am I going to do when your gone. Eventually you will be gone. And I wont have my breaths, my love, or my tears. I need you, and even though it does not seem like that at times, I need you. I depend on you, without you I am alone. So, all I can do is enjoy the time we have together. Hopefully, I will not to have my tears though.