why i love you

i once tried to ask myself
why i love you
you are not
especially
i don't love you because you are
nice
kind
loving
caring
supportive
and always there for me
(though you are all of them)

i love you because
like my
father
mother
sister
my old house
the kitchen with the leaking tap
the oft thumbed book enjoyed in childhood
that i loved even after
knowing to be decidedly sexist

you are a part of my life