You are. 
 
It’s short. But, that’s where it begins. 
You existing is where it all begins. 
 
Seeing you in a crowded room 
Seeing your name pop up on any given screen 
Everytime 
Feels like seeing color for the first time 
Smells like a home cooked meal for the first time 
 
You make me feel brand new & clean 
Even when our laundry gets dirty 
 
Sometimes I would rather roll around in the mud with you 
Than start something fresh and new. 
 
I feel clean with you 
Even though time would suggest we’re worn out 
You make me feel fresh 
Everytime 
 
It’s a groundhogs day 
Why do I feel brand new? 
 
Why are you looking at me like that? 
It’s so authenic. Soulful eyes. 
It feels like they’re only mine. 
You might look at other people. 
But you don’t look at them soulfully like you do for me. 
(Please tell me if I’m being delusional.) 
 
You make me feel safe 
On top of the world 
Can’t be touched, unmoved 
 
You. 
Coming to my rescue 
Probably when I need it the most. 
How did you know? 
 
You. 
My imaginary friend 
Close to me when far away 
My fantasy world 
 
I should probably put this book down 
But sometimes you add new material 
new pages, new ideas, new plot twists 
 
You are the same old leather bound first edition 
New to me, everytime.  
 
But this thing is a cassette tape and this is side A 
You probably have your own list of things to say 
 
I just hope…  
 
Side B is happy 
I hope you feel new 
On top of the world 
Safe 
Clean 
Fresh 
 
Where ever you are…