Sunny

 In a desert of sand, he holds my hand
In the firery pits of hell, I am under his protective spell
He is my sunshine
Chasing my clouds away
My valentine
On a stormy Day

I feel alive
For once in my miserable life
I know what it is like....
To love, and be loved
My heart used to chase the wind
In hopes of finding one like him
When there he was
All along

Holding my hand as I layed in Death
His kiss sent a shock, bringing me to life
The blade in my heart was removed, no longer a knife
Another piece that fit the puzzle

He was what I had been missing