You are my friend.
You are there for me when I reach for you in the early hours of the morning.
Your warmth wraps around me and I drink you in.
I love your scent when I am holding you close.
You give me a second wind when I feel weary and help carry me through the longest of days.
I love sitting and holding you in silence and I love when I am able to share you with friends.
You are always there for me and for that I am grateful.
Now if only the Weasels would keep their mitts off the creamer.
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