The conversation went like this:

J: "Hello daughter"
(It's an inside joke, we have a whole family tree :)
Me: [Looks at J]
J: "uh, Son"
L: "Son!"
L: [Smiles and hugs me real tight]
(L is trans too)
J: "How dare you ignore your mother"
Me: [Hugs J too]
Us: [Laugh]

Thank you
For all the good laughs
For all the endless thoughts
You never know that
A part of me wished
You're the one
And only

-wonderwall-

because of you
when feel defeat  
i now bleed black ink

So I started reading my poems today
The ones I posted since my first Sunday

Seems to me that I suffered a lot
I was upset and wanted to spill some blood

I'm better now, I really am

Writing poems was an escape
A path that I had to take

I'm glad for everything I wrote no take backs
It's how I felt, true, raw and dark

Thank you for everyone who was
there
Without you non of these I could bear

Thank you

For letting me feel the sun like it was meant to shine
For letting me see the sky, like it was meant to smile
For letting me hear the sea, like it was meant to calm

And for letting me see the you,
That I’ll always look forward to.

Every time these four walls seem to be closing in
You swing through them to give me oxygen
Every time these four walls seem to be crashing in
You hold them up to give me oxygen

Every time these thoughts get darker
You light a candle
Every time these thoughts get harder
You help me handle

Every time I need you
You are there for me
Every time I call for you
You come to hold me

So this is my ‘thank you’
For everything you do
Even when I am taking it to far
You are always there to stitch my scar.