She is my outlet

She is my outlet

The only person willing to listen

She holds my heart in her hands and has never dropped it.

Sometimes her shoulder becomes soaked in tears as the pain is too hard to say without emotion

Before her.... I never knew release

Before her.... I kept everything bottled in, 

Not understanding that it was only hurting me in the end

Her presence is comfort...

The ability to speak without judegement

With her I feel powerful even in my weakest moments.

Her capacity to understand that sometimes I just have to let go

Symbolizes her greatness....

.... She is poetry

...Poetry.

The Powerful Outlet of Emotion That I Really Yearn and 

With her I have learned that we all need someone like her.

She has seen me happy, sad, and angry

Maybe more sad than other 

and Yet she still smothers me with reliability and acceptance.

And there is nothing greater than her presence.

I am so happy that I discovered her

and from this day I will treasure her...

.... because she is my outlet.