As I Live and Breathe
Everyday, you gave me new opportunites.
To laugh, to cry, to hate, to love;
To be able to feel it all.
I had questioned your plans for me;
I questioned if you knew what you were doing.
I see now you do.
I feel you when you knock me off my feet;
And when I can rise to be stronger.
I feel you on nights out,
With nowhere to be and time to reflect on your purpose.
You allowed me to experience hate, pain, and anger;
But also love, joy, and acceptance.
You enabled me to grow;
And aspire for a better tomorrow.
Thank you for the adventures and stories;
Thank you for the heartbreaks and downfalls;
Thank you for teaching me many things,
And still continuing to do so.
Thank you.
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