You're the last thing I see at night, as I tuck you in. You're the first thing I see in the morning, as you wake me with a song. Sometimes, I just lay there and watch you sleep. When you light up, I light up. I love your messages. I look forward to the games we play. Without you I'm lost. I just want to keep you in my pocket. My prize possession, has become my obsession.
Yes, I'm aware how possessive I'm of you. I'm currently seeking out a self help group for an unhealthy relationship with my iPhone.
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