Neither of us is new anymore. We carry scars and rips and frays and we’ve been bleached by the weather and the sun. But every morning youre at my side and you brave the day with me until we’re home for the day. You carry my worries and troubles so I don’t have to and youve been good for a distraction when I really need one- as far as I know you are the best train buddy a guy could have. I know that sometimes I push you to your limits, try to make you do things you cant do. Im.. demanding, and youre patient with me. I remember the first time I saw you, resting there against a wall leaning on a display in the mall. I knew immediately I had to have you on my arm and I can hardly believe I made it happen. And now. Years later we’re taking the train together to work. Honestly, I wouldnt trade our time together for anything and I really hope you feel the same.
Thanks for always being there.