Words to what I think

The feeling of being complete,
You helped me explore.
To feel like the twin soul of someone,
Is what you make me feel.

My life was a rocking chair,
You helped me stabilise. 
It created incomplete arcs,
You made it a complete whole.

I was a lost reveller,
Until you became my destination.
Into the dark, dense forest,
You paved my way like sunlight.
My home was a foreign land,
Till your heart gave me shelter.

I had lived among strangers,
I was claimed to be yours.
I was leading a lost way,
When I saw your footprints.
Your heart spoke to mine,
Blindly I followed those marks.

Falling leaves from the trees,
Hardly pine its heart.
When roots start drifting away,
It surely ends its life.
When words can’t express,
You are words to what I think.