with the blade in my wrist, I welcomed death with open arms. I was done with this life, lost on how to exist now that he was gone.
and then I thought of you.
you never told me “it’s okay. he’s in a better place now”. you didn’t push me to faith or rush me to grieve. you gave me your time and patience, but most importantly
you gave me you.
afternoons spent on playgrounds sharing headphones and laughs. nights spent in conversations that drowned out my pain. meeting me at my locker between every class and hall passes just to sneak into my lunch block to say hello.
you were my peace.
when the storm clouds approached and my tears rained down, you were the earth that absorbed the flood.
because of you, I threw away the blade and chose my life. you gave me a reason to keep going. more than that, you kept going with me.
you gave me shelter in the warmth of your heart. you gave me love in its truest forms. you gave me life anew
you gave me you
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