Alive
You whispered in my ear
"I love you Han"
I melted a little
He never called me Han
He only called me Bitch
I fell in love with you right then and there
You made me feel so safe
I was finally home
Home
Home
Home
I never knew you could be homesick
for a person
until I met you
thank you
for loving
a girl so broken
yet so healed
because of you
I can walk into a resturant
and order
what I'd like
because of you
I sing in the shower again
because of you
I can write again
because of you-
I'm alive
if you didn't talk me outta swallowing those
pills
I wouldn't be writing this trashy poem
but you made me see
I am worth it
I'm not a waste of space
I'm free
from him
from bruises
from lies
I'm free
because you loved me
thank you
for making me realize
its okay for me to be here
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