You
You.
You were there when I wasn't there for myself.
Lingering like last weeks lilac perfume.
You were there when I couldn't even walk, being the crutches I so dearly needed
to keep from falling
You were there when life came caving in,
to save me like the super hero You are
And as the blood run dry from the tic-tac-toe on my soft skin,
YOU were there,
You.
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