To be let into your heart,
to find a refuge there
against wind and sea,
to know your hand when it rests in mine
is at peace,
to know that you like it here,
even when I wonder if I've ever been enough,
even when I wonder what you've seen in me,
because there was a friend once,
who did not see in me
someone to fight for,
someone to be a friend to,
instead he saw someone to leave,
to betray,
to leave behind like forgotten memories,
but you, you've stayed,
and my heart has never stopped being awed
by your presence next to me.