Note to Self

I could call you a gift and it would be true But you're so much more than socks or big league chew I'm happy to have you but I need to understand Your not superhuman, you're only a man Some days will be good and others won't Sometimes I think you're beautiful, Sometimes I don't Some days you make me so proud Some days you break me, but that's allowed. You're amazing, fantastic, indescribably great I should love you more than any other, I have to, it's fate But as time goes on things can't stay the same You'll grow and you'll change and see everything you overcame I could try to describe your value But what justice would that do? For I can never truly see me and you can never truly see you