He Stepped Up
In the quiet after heartbreak,
When the echoes of the past still stung,
You arrived not demanding,
Not to conquer, but to heal.
You saw the tender places in me,
The parts I didn’t trust,
Wounds carved by another’s hand,
And you stepped up when you didn’t have to.
My children, my loves,
They came with my scars, my fears
Yet you wrapped...
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