Firewood

You make things so right they feel wrong

Like I don’t deserve this and it can’t last long

You bring back goosebumps that I thought had come and gone

Like that love you felt the first time that you heard your favorite song

Like that poem that hits so hard it brings tears to your eyes and keeps you up at night

Like the worth and the weight of these words that I write

This guitar is firewood, to be at your side