SOME PEOPLE ARRIVE AND
CHANGE THE WHOLE STORY
You were that.
The person who walked in
and quietly rearranged
everything I understood about myself.
About what I deserved.
About what love was supposed to
feel like
when it was real
and not just the imitation
I had accepted before.
You raised the ceiling.
Expanded what I thought
I was allowed to hope for.
Allowed to need.
Allowed to ask for without apology.
And now the story continues.
Changed permanently by your chapter.
Carrying everything you wrote into it
into every page that comes after.