what is it like to have someone show up for you to not fight every battle alone to have someone support even your smallest endeavor to share in your accomplishments to cheer you on and encourage you and to just be proud of you
While I swam in insecurity, you took me to land. You were the fox that swiped me from misery's hand. While my shoes were too tight, you offered yours that fit. You held the rope that pulled me from the filthy pit. While I swaggered carelessly, you taught me to walk. You lit up the air when you dreamily talked. While I sat dazed on the bed, you helped me stand up. You elected a friend whose soul was corrupt. I tucked away your glasses so you couldn't see me - The disproportion and defects of my mind and body - But you weren't blind and you didn't flinch at me, So I'd do the same for you and accept everything you'll be.