@him
it all started one day
we were put next to each other
i felt something would come up
my broken heart was in no shape
i couldn't let it be broken again
i put up my walls
we didn't talk until you made small talk
that small talk encouraged me to continue
soon that small talk would no longer be small talk
slowly, the better we grew, the more you leaked into me
my walls started to crumble and you got into my heart
we would have great times together and
everything was perfect and you
opened my mind
my past is not a determination of
what i am to your love your
understanding and compassion
kindess and acceptance
changed me to become the person i lost
thank you for your nutrition to allow me
to spread what you gave me.
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