I found you lying on the sidewalk and as soon as I saw you, laying there, I knew you had to be mine.
I couldn’t believe someone could just throw you out, so cruelly, left in the rain to rot.
You were golden when I found you and a bit rusted but I saw past it. I wondered if I was the only one that could.
You reminded me of everything that I love about things like you.
You, the best of you, bring out the best of me and my kind. You also bring out the worst.
I picked you up. You were light and wet but I knew you felt happy to be with me and I was happy with you.