I wish I could write about how you saved me,
Like so many others tend to do.
But love, I do not see it that way in the slightest.
We did not need saving,
Cause you, like me,
Carried the world on your shoulders
And made sure that you're made of stone.
But we both have fallen to our knees before and we were cracking.
When we met,
We pushed off the crazy notions that we thought we had to carry and our worlds crumbled.
You might think that everything was falling apart but really
It fell together.

So in short, no, you did not save me.
You showed me how to save myself,
And for that,
I will always be grateful.