Goodbyes are near.
As the wind chimes through that corner
Snapshots slide through my eyes,
And all I can see is you.
That you that comes in many form and colors
That you who held my hand,
You who cried my tears.
It was you who held me up
When I wrapped myself in sheets.
Those sheets of despair, denial and hopelessness,
Disappointment at myself and the circumstances.
How it all turned out.
But you were there, and you, and you, and you.
Reaching out to me in ways I never expected.
A flow of gratitude fled through me,
As I felt loved like never before.
True love.
Which is to see us, the broken ones,
Covered in mud on the floor,
Others would've chosen to shove me deeper,
You chose to rescue me.