Forget the shoes on my feet.

Disregard the air I breathe.

There is only one thing I'll always need.

 

It there for me when I'm lost.

If I lost it, I'd retrieve it, no matter what the cost.

 

I don't need a water to drink.

Nor do I require clothes to wear.

But without this thing, my life is bare.

 

I love when my fingers slide across the screen.

Its luster shines like Afro sheen.

 

The cool touch of it's hard case.

The smooth outer shell.

For with ought it my life would be a living hell.

 

I dream of it every night.

I would fight for its safety with all my might.

 

My phone is there when I'm weak.

Hearing Siri’s voice speak.

I would chose my phone over a potential wife.

I need this phone in my life.