A niche of ties
that's built to bind
the decent times
for those lost
unafraid of the cost
of venturing in my mind.

I thank Andrew, so this next bit
will exhibit a bit of him.
I found help when lights were dim
in the form of a kind man
who taught me to withstand
any treatment as unworthy,
the faded hurting
is a recognition of him.

I thank Summer, so this next bit
will exhibit a bit of her.
I found advice after advice of help,
things I could never tell myself;
I found it in the form of her kind words.

I thank timing, that let me find them both
otherwise I'd be unable to let go
and I'd still be hurting unable to change it
So I thank both of them.