What You Are To Me

You are my diary,
You are my bed,
You are my sneeze,
You are my urge to use the bathroom really bad.

You are my Prada purse,
You are my favorite place,
You are my beer I drink when everything gets worst,
You are my sweat when I run in a race.

You are my chocolate,
You are my birthday card,
You are my exercise when I am fit,
You are my drug I take when times are hard.

You are my iPod,
You are my television set,
You are my Sunday God,
You are my money when I win a bet.

You are my favorite outfit,
You are my antique chandelier,
You are my muffin mitt,
You are my chair when I sit down on my rear.

You are my pencil,
You are my favorite high heel,
You are my feelings when I feel,
You are my real deal.

You are my clean underwear,
You are my ground,
You are my sports gear,
You are my ring-tone sound.

You are my Christmas,
You are my Valentine,
You are my check mark on my list,
You are my expensive wine.

You are my priceless China,
You are my limo,
You are my cable t.v. antenna,
You are my answer when I don't know.

You are my bus ticket,
You are my reserved seat,
You are my music,
You are my food when I eat.

You are my gum I chew,
You are my paper,
You are my study guide review,
You are my car bumper.

You are my candy,
You are my house,
You are my stop sign when I couldn't see,
You are my suitcase when I have nothing else.

You are my pickle and pepper jar,
You are my cold,
You are my car,
You are my cane when I grow old.

You are my man,
You are my everything I do,
You are my friend,
You are my words when I say I love you.