Lessons,
I want to take from these scars.
You taught me intimacy,
In our slow dances and looking right through me,
Through your feathered caress,
That surprised me.
You taught me selflessness,
In your offer of records to wake me,
Your persistence in listening,
Your blunt encouragement,
To better me.
You taught me patience,
Something that had forever eluded me.
In asking me to wait,
You pushed me,
And I learnt that gentleness,
Instead of abrasiveness,
Was what you needed.
You taught me to trust,
When I thought I was closed.
You'd laid out your palms,
With promise and no safety net,
And I said yes.
Before it felt as if my body and brain were created of bitterness,
But you helped me to see,
That I was lighter.
You taught me how to forgive,
Even as I felt like fire,
Was in my blood.
You cleared the fog,
Unintentionally I'm sure,
And took some of the weight off and offered to carry it for me.
The most important thing that you taught me in our time though,
Was my value.
You showed me that I was worthy,
Of star showers and held hands and whispered words.
In taking the distance that you needed,
And not pushing me away when I gravitated back,
I learnt how to say no,
How to put myself first,
Because I deserved love.
My darling,
Thank you.
I wouldn't have realised the woman I have become,
Had been waiting for me to find her,
This whole time,
If it weren't for you.
Thank you.