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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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