Thanks to him,
my broken pieces learned to breathe again.
Thanks to him,
dark days turned into lessons,
and lessons turned into strength.
I was lost, he was the map.
I was silent, he was the song.
Thanks to him,
for the hands that stayed when everyone left,
for the words that believed in me before I did.
Thanks to him,
I know what loyalty feels like,
what patience sounds like,
what love looks like without asking for anything back.
If I am standing today,
it’s because he stood beside me first.
Thanks to him,
the storm in me found a shore.
Thanks to him,
my doubts became footnotes,
and my dreams became the headline.
He didn’t fix me —
he reminded me I was never broken.