My Anchor (Without You)

She is my anchor. Without her, I am unstable.
She is my blanket. Without her, I am cold.
She is my clock. Without her, I am confused.
She is my compass. Without her, I am lost.
She is my fire. Without her, I am numb.
She is my fuel. Without her, I am starving.
She is my glue. Without her, I am broken.
She is my heart. Without her, I am hollow.
She is my light. Without her, I am blind.
She is my medicine. Without her, I am ill.
She is my motor. Without her, I am paralyzed.
She is my muscle. Without her, I am weak.
She is my oxygen. Without her, I am breathless.
She is my rain. Without her, I am dry.
She is my rest. Without her, I am tired.
She is my root. Without her, I am dead.
She is my rock. Without her, I am soft.
She is my soap. Without her, I am filthy.
She is my soul. Without her, I am incomplete.
She is my spark. Without her, I am extinct.
She is my vacation. Without her, I am dull.
She is my water. Without her, I am thirsty.
She is my window. Without her, I am oblivious.

She is my one friend. Without her, I am utterly alone.
She is my life's purpose. Without her, I am clearly unfulfilled.
She is my ultimate desire. Without her, I am awfully disappointed.