My energizer

Because sometimes I miss the things we talked about.
All those nights were we spoke of nothing and everything.
All the times we laughed so hard we woke up everyone in the house.
It was the life.
It was the spark.
Just the thing I needed for my battery of a heart to keep going and going.
You were my energizer.

My opposite.
I gave you the trunk
and you sprouted it's branches.

There is so much more I would say,
but I'll just keep it to myself.
It would matter not
how much I'd give.

I will just buy those,
the re-chargeable ones.