How do I thank the one who opened
her eyes?
Who stood her in front of the mirror
and showed her the beauty
behind her cries.
How do I begin to ever express how thankful I am
that she is alive?
How do I explain to someone
that they gave her
the courage to survive?
Because what I see in her
is what I saw in me.
Through all of her scars and mistakes
I’m reminded of how I used to be.
No matter what I told her
it never went through
but then came you.
As broken as she was,
I couldn’t imagine what it would take to put her back together
Yet you showed her to her pieces
and helped her make herself better.
There’s a world of what I’ve been through
that I never want to happen to her.
I just want to say
Thank you.