A Penny Poem ((For You))

I'm pretty sure it's ironic
that I'm writing you a poem now.
I'm pretty sure one of us is mad,
but I don't remember how.

You can be such a pain sometimes,
I hope you know that, dear.
But also, you're one of my best friends...
who brushes away the pain and tears.

The cotton-wood snow now makes me laugh,
it makes me think of you.
Snow is snow is snow is snow...
there's no difference, and it's true.

Paint the moonlit night for us,
small stories and momentary smiles.
It all just seems so cliche to say,
but, then, it's been cliche for a while.

I remember perfect penny poems,
do you forget, I sound like your mom?
Music fills the void and silence
as I learn how to appreciate the bomb.

There's scars upon my well used hands,
but that's all they are today.
You helped the skin and you helped the heart,
and through it all you've stayed.

I'm not a perfect teddy bear,
the buttons and threads are a little loose.
Funny how you still found me a place;
a desire, a life and a use.

But Jesse, I would like to give my thanks..
This is where I sound cliche again.
Through thick and thin, my dear tomato,
'cause you're one of my best friends.

I forgot the most important stanza,
you're amazing through and through.
Jesse, most of all, you deserve these thanks..
thanks for being you.

**Silence got a little loud, that's why I left..

Jesse, thanks. For everything and for all of it. You're my rock and my wall when the whole world is falling to hell and my tomato when I need a laugh. You're what I need you to be and I'm so thankful for it...<3 **