NH

You are trees and you are stars
You are cities and you are guitars
You are dimples and parties
And late night talks in spring
And comedy and sunlight
And bittersweet ends
You are puppies with big paws
And parrots with shining colours
And books with cracked spines
And letterman jackets
You are paintings in the dark
And sawdust in the air
And journals filled with secrets
And worn out throw blankets
You are you,
My best friend,
You are you.