She used to be full of energy, enthusiasm, and determination.
She was spirited.
She was persistent.
She was adventurous.
She used to laugh and smile.
You striped of who she used to be.
She was Pompeii and you were the eruption.
  The two of you should never had met.
You broke her when you went.
You left just like them.
Her grandfather.
Her mother.
You left.
You died.
The two of you should never have met.
You built a home in her heart.
You and your bright smile.
Your contagious laugh.
Your witty jokes.
The two of you should never had met.
Although I'm glad you did.
If you didn't,
I wouldn't exist.
So thank you