Coz You’re The One!

You’re the chocolate I crave during my PMS

You’re the Ol’ Monk I want in my deepest hour

You’re the croaking frog I hear after the first slushy shower

You’re the Combiflam I need when in greatest pain

You’re the crutches that I require to simply walk again

You’re the battered old phone I keep by my side always

You’re the crumpled, torn note I find in my jeans

You’re the first septic piercing I got during my teens

You’re the smelly dried rose I hide in my book

You’re the Apple Pie I never really learnt to cook

You’re simply The One who helps me lead life by…