Your manners are
soft as the
brown of your eyes
and from the
moment you
said hello
I knew you’d
keep me safe.

You often reach to
hug me
your arms are
gentle and warm
your father taught you
not to fight
instead he taught you
how to love.

You smile more than most
open and kind
like sunlight
filling the room
the opposite of
the boy I
used to love
who had a darkness in him
I found beautiful
but it was a
painful sort of beauty.

The night he left
wasn’t the night he
broke my heart
that happened
all the nights after
when he
didn’t come back.

But then you
walked into my life
with your
soft light
and easy nature
and for the first time
in a long time
probably since
before he left
I finally
feel alive.


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