Honestly, I have no idea what I'd do without you. So soon as you touch my lips, a smile creeps cross my face and my heart feels like it's trying to learn how to do a cartwheel. Sure, I know I'm addicted, but there is nothing else I'd rather wake up craving.

When my days are long, you are sure to always perk me up and put a new spring in each and every step I make. Everyone can tell when I've been around you.

"What has happened to you?" my friends ask. "You're so hyper."

And, my dear, sweet, hot coffee, I know it's all because of you.

You aren't hard to find. Somehow, no matter which block I walk down or how many miles away from home I drive, I can always find you at a gas station. Sure, you sometimes don't taste the best, but I still have you laced around my fingers in a warm hug, and that is all that matters.

It is true- some people don't like you. They think that you are absolutely gross. Some even think that you are a nasty one to smell. But please don't listen to what they say. After all, they are the same ones slurping down endless bottles of nasty, chemical energy drinks.

I guess they don't know that only coffee can give them the true caffeine rush.

But let them drink those juices that smell like fruity gasoline. It means that there's more coffee for me.

In the same light, some decide to drown you out with packs of sugar and creme. But little do they know how soothing a sip of smooth, rich coffee is.

Oh, how I feel sorry for those who don't like you.

Truthfully, you make me a better person. There is no way that I could roll out of bed in the morning with a smile of my face and a reason to live if I didn't have you to look forward to.

You are the sunshine on a rainy day. The green light during rush hour. The smile on my face.

Thank you, coffee.

I think I love you.