Beacons of Hope

Here's one to two great people, my beacons of hope. They really cheer me up when everything goes down the slope. I owe so much I have to these amazing guys, And I really don't know what I'll do if everyone of them dies. They're brothers to me, not by blood but by heart, And I don't feel like doing anything when we're apart. Only thanks to these two guys I'm still alive, For I haven't met them back then, I'd take a window dive. I know that with them, I will be happy one day. Their very presence makes my problems slowly go away. So thank you, my dear brothers, for being here with me, And I promise that with you around, I'll never cease to be.