Life

  You're my religion, my church, my prayers
  and the jury on the day of my judgement.
  You're air I breathe and warmth of sunshine,
  spectacular leaves in autumn and fresh snow.

  You're every thought I ever had good and bad.
  You're every ****** I've ever known and every
  tear spent mourning the deaths of relationships
  and friends and family and the dearest of pets,
  every tender moment in each other's arms and
  every drunken fight we had and cruel words we
  threw at one another and holes punched in walls.
  Exhausted we surrendered and made ****** peace.

  Asking if it's all worth it is useless. You just are.
  You're each moment and thought and success and failure
  I've ever known. Birth and death and in between is you.
  I don't love or hate you. I don't really know you. I just was.