The Guiding Star of My Exsistence

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Patrick

He sees through all I've done

and believes in what I can be

He puts his faith in me.

He's the reason I try and push myself

through this dark tunnel

seeming hopeless

he's at the other end calling my name

I was washed ashore from the sea of fear

and he stood before me with an outstretched hand

It was the beautiful hand I took

now with no regrets

still seeing that spectacular smile and still being mesmerized by his touch

and his ability to be

the guiding star of my exsistance.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Patrick, this one's for you, honey.
          xoxo

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