The most magical person in the world. Someone sent you to make it better, and that's what you do. Like a cloud of magic floating around in a breeze of loneliness. Something sparkly in that dark corner of the basement. A flower of faith sprung on Earth, a sign of life. Just a single sign among so much death and misery. There's you.

Oh so beautiful, delicate-looking, but a wall of faith, of the unimaginable. A heart made of faith, smiles, pure magic.  There is no word that can describe you. If I tried, there would be a list of words much longer than any that exist. You are oh so perfectly you. There's no one else who comes close.

You are the one piece of inspiration no one can ignore. You touch everyone with the sense of who you are. You're an angel, but so much more than that. More special. You keep the world spinning. People moving. Most of all, you keep my head on straight and what little sanity I have left safe. I'm hanging onto the edge of a cliff, but somehow with you there it doesn't seem so bad. Like it'll all be okay.

I know I'm going to lose it when you leave.

Because

 "Everyday is a battle and you are my sanity."

                     --K.