At some point I found out
that good people still exist.
I've never had so much
space to breathe, or to
be myself in, while
having someone next to me.

At some point I learned
that there are some things
we can't control, but we can
make peace with it. Because
there are things we can have,
but can't keep.

At some point I saw
you standing there with your
arms wide open, ready to help.
You knew I needed a
helping hand, even when I
couldn't see it myself.