With You

I had many reasons to believe it would not last
But I chose to have faith that it would
My palms always became sweaty when you held my hand,
I always feared your hand would slip away
But my faith always calmed me down -
And, you always held my hand tight.

I often felt lost when I did not see you - walking the path with me,
But I had faith I would find you
And, you often stopped for me along the way
Waited for me to catch up with you.

When it was dark you shone like a bright star,
When I was lonely your memories always gave me company.
Whenever I was too afraid of the future,
You made me believe in the present.

It was and always has been you -
Who has made me believe in what I am -
And, what we together can be.

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Books by Arti Honrao

Depression is REAL

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