...we're a strange couple.

I love the way you smile
and how you laugh, how you
can make even my worst
days somehow
better.  How you
can allow me to feel once again
by just opening your eyes
and telling me about myself
in the grim reflection.

You're my best friend, I've
known you for years and years.  You
understand my hurts and flaws and victories
in ways beyond words; you
alone
know how I am
...and why.

When I am angry, you
quell the storm; you can
see into the pits of my raging darkness and
with a few simple words, douse the
flames.
When I am sad, you
can lift the sails; you know
all the secret panels which might
have burst open in the wind.
When I anger you, I know
what I've done and I feel
guilty.  You can make me see the
heart of my mistake with one simple
change of tone, a flick at the end of
each word -
to make me realize I am
a fool again, and that I feel
so sorry.

And when I am happy, you
alone
know fully why; you see the truth
behind the laughter
and I cannot keep secrets.  You breed
love with every breath.

You see my flaws and yet you invite me in.
You know my dangers, and yet you keep me here.