your broken innocence shone through you,
like the sun beaming,
belligerently tearing through the clouds
after an unwelcome thunderstorm.
who were you?
before your purity was mutilated,
before your perception of this world was blemished,
before your,
every sense of protection and safety was stripped
out of your
young,
trembling,
damaged hands?
who are you now?
do you even truly know?
have you been running your whole life?
just to find a home
to where you feel acceptance?
but,
you only continued to feel restless-
in every home,
you opened your arms to.
giving you no place to settle.
you make your past pain
so subtle.
yet,
you use it in such a way
that is so intelligent
and somehow pleasant?
with each experience
and story
you share,
we find the ones
we resonate with,
together.
And with that said,
you
and
the stories-
you have shared,
provided the warmth and light
i didn\'t know i needed.
i was then,
able to grow again,
right beside you.