My dearest coffee,

Thank you for being the reason I get out of bed (both literally and figuratively). You're there for me when all else fails. I can always count on you to give me the boost I need to take on another day (or at least convince myself I'm going to be productive, even if I'm not). Whether it's 5 a.m. or 5 p.m., you awaken me and pull me through all the things I couldn't do without you.

When it's 30 degrees, you are hot, slipping down my throat and warming my entire body from the inside out. When it's 80 degrees, you swim with ice cubes as I take refreshing sips. You even come in frozen form, like a super awesome caffeine slushie. Believe me when I say that you and your many forms are so lovely in so many ways. No matter the weather, no matter the occasion, no matter my craving, you're always there in the exact form that I need.

Not only do you taste amazing, but you enhance my mood to the point where the sight of a human being doesn't totally make me cringe. I just sip on you and things are okay. You don't annoy me, you don't force conversation, you never hurt my feelings. Our relationship is an understood secret between the two of us: you make me happy and I repay you by respectfully drinking every last drop of you.

You're as sweet as I'd like you to be, as creamy as I wish, and as tasty as I make you. You've gotten me through semester after semester of college, hour after hour of work, and day after day when I was too tired to function. Sometimes I go to bed and I get so excited knowing I can drink you the next day. Sometimes you're even the highlight of my day.

Also, I'm currently drinking you right now, so I guess I should thank you for getting me through this article. :)

With love, your loyal drinker.