It

I wish I didn't care for it, but I do. I wish it didn't pop into my thoughts all the time, but it does. I know if it weren't for you, it wouldn't matter and that all it does is make it work. I see it morphs and it transfers and it claws at my eyelids. It means something to us, it drifts on the river, and it gives meaning to all that wades into view...