YOU

It was you.

The day light to my night, the strength in my fist.

My every breath…

It was you.

Loving me at my worst, bringing out my best.

Seeing a beauty out of the beast that was my shame.

It was you

Who called my name like it was meant to be called.

You honoured my presence and adored the very scared child that was me.

It was you…

Holding my hand and staying so kind despite me being a pain in the neck.

It’s been you

choosing me in spite of the skeletons that I have buried deep

It is you that I will keep choosing everyday.

Published by tessiestrawberry

A lover of art šŸ’œšŸ’œ

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