• Rusting away like a boring old spoon, I was convinced I could not be loved.
    Afraid of betrayal and deceit, I was weak; nevertheless, I chose you.
    With warm fuzzies in my belly, and emotions dancing their way to your doorstep
    You had me with your laughter that convinced me you were my other half.
    Filled with insanity, passion, and many emotions I fell deeper for you,
    as we rustled through the sheets of our midnight “good nights.”
    You were my favorite “good mornings” and “good nights.”
    With every goal that was created, I knew together we could make it big.
    I was your calming note to sleep during your moments of panic,
    And you were my -----ine.

    But even with passion…
    Support…
    Confidence…
    Love…
    You knew what you needed most to help you succeed
    That spoon that everyone has tasted offers everything you need,
    And that rusty old spoon,
    Well, it’s just a rusty old spoon.