A little less Than a year ago I picture you: Your leg wrapped Around my torso And propped up By my hand; I have a purse, a drink, and you adorning my body Hanging onto me I am small You are smaller A cigarette Dangles From your Left fingertips Coffee and Champagne On your lips We both wear crowns Atop Our seemingly Stubborn smiles Happiness Will not Relent I have known You For so long Now Almost half Our little lives Tonight, I am proud Of you It is New Years You haven’t drank Too much You know This year Will be a good one Enough To tell me so Enough For me To believe In you Again Already Making changes, Setting promises Nothing is the same Since you Came home Two Augusts Ago Tonight, Had never before Fulfilled Its cliché promises But as of tomorrow We have our chalkboard Of rainbow colored erase marks At midnight, We get to Start Anew