Comfort
There were days where it felt like the air
Was thin and my lungs strained for even an
Ounce of oxygen
Or the days where the water in the shower
Singed my skin no matter how cold I turned
The handle
Yet the days to come after I met you,
Turned completely around.
My lungs now flourished with air
And the burn scars on my skin have now
Diminished
You’ve made my life livable,
And you are my comfort.
ANH
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