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I don't know how much I love you, man




I don't know how much I love you, man,
It's a feeling I can't quite explain.
It's like an ocean without a shore,
A flame that can't be tamed.

I don't know how much I need you, man,
It's like air that I can't live without.
You're the rock that holds me steady,
In a world that's always spinning around.

I don't know how much I admire you, man,
Your strength, your courage, your grace.
You're the light that guides me through the dark,
A shining star in a crowded space.

I don't know how much I appreciate you, man,
For all the little things you do.
The way you make me laugh and smile,
And how you always see me through.

I don't know how much I love you, man,
But I know it's more than words can say.
You're the brother I never had,
And I thank the universe every day.

MURSHIDA PARVEEN 
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