Him
My person of choice
The first of his kind
Whom I never had to question
An easy answer to my cries
He holds me like I’ve never ruined lives
Listens to my heart fight with my soul
And still smiles with his eyes
Laughing with me, not at me
He understands my world he’s never experienced
Gripping me tighter, not letting my mind wonder
Reminding me I’m allowed to be loved
To be seen with my burns, scars, and watching pain
I no longer have to endure any wondering
My worth is not mine to dismiss
It has weight and is being treated with tender hands that it’s never felt
Support with a love that actually exists with light
May I never know how he came to me
But he is here, in my life
With the time I’m given
He is here