Everyone squealed
When they found out I had a shield.
Before you came to me, I was adrift.
Blackness surrounded me. But you came to give me a lift.
Now, when they look at me, they laugh.
The sounds they make, splitting my confidence in half.
But then you’re there, by my side.
You’re there, even after my self-esteem died.

One day, I found you on the ground.
You were beaten. ******. The sight made my heart drown.
Your voice quivered as you spoke. You asked me so many questions as I held you.
Some of them, I lacked the answers to.
Your warmth. The sound of your breathing. It was all perfect.
I knew it then, you were something I had to protect.