In someone named Scruffmeister P.
All I can say is everything...
I love
how you roll down the windows
and let wind tangle your hair,
how you sing so off key
so shamelessly,
how you drag me kicking and screaming
up mountains
and how I end up eager to reach the top
before running down them dancing
around the rocks,
how you've injured yourself in every possible way
but are still so adventurous and brave,
Much braver than I.
I love
how I'm much braver now
that I'm with you,
abandoning my backup plans
old reprimands
the past.
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