I hope you know
you set me on a path
to search for love everywhere

because I want to so desperately believe
that blood doesn't determine family

There were so many thorns along the way
I did find him
no thanks to you

he brings me water at night
and socks when my toes are cold
he is gentle, kind and everything you were not.

You will grow old alone
and sometimes I feel sorry
but most times,

I think of the thorny path you set me on
and I hope you learn how to walk on it too.