your presence is a blessing….
even that’s something I know…
and all the words you say and love you give me…
gives me the courage to beautifully grow…
I loved him when his violence washed upon my world…
and I loved him when the light and love in my eyes grew distant and cold…
but when I shattered apart he wasn’t there….
and nothing I did…
ever made him care….
so I had to pick up the pieces….and find a way….
to love my own abandoned voice and trust it would all be okay…
and if I had to do it all over again…
I wouldn’t choose him…
I would choose my own love to forever stay…
