You are my child.
I tuck you in at night, letting you charge.
I wrap you in your case so you can be safe.
I panic when you are lost in the jungle of my purse.
I cry when a drink spills and you break.
In return, you do everything for me.
You help me spend time with my friends.
You let me write my blog and Instagram my martini.
You allow me to chronicle my life via Twitter.
You show me funny gifs on Tumblr.
You store more information than I could in my brain.
I play games with you, competitively trying to win
but you do not play games back, you are there for me.
Even though sometimes my love for you does not show
I appreciate everything you do.
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