Oh, Community.

As reluctant as I am to admit it,

I need you.

To make me laugh, to cry with me. To hug me tight.

To scratch my back where I can't reach

and pull splinters out of my feet.

Its also nice when you pick up avocados at the store for me.

Sometimes I trick myself into thinking I don't even want you,

but in my heart I know that's not true.

You challenge me. You encourage me.

You see things in me that I am blind to. 

You call me up and out.

I need your iron to sharpen mine.

I wasn't playin' about the splinter removal. See below. Note the knife.