I finally got to see you today.
Your eyes aren’t as bright as they were before.
I can tell you’ve lost most of your spirit
after she broke every piece of you that you gave her.
I also know what you’re hiding under the sleeves of your favorite leather jacket
and it honestly breaks my heart. You’ve always been a fighter,
eager to take on anyone or anything,
and I know you still have so much fight left in you. I know you see it too.
You’ve always wanted to be a warrior. Well, now you are.
You’re in a war against your pain and I know you can win.
I will always be here if you need me
because even the best warriors need a little help sometimes.
Stay strong, little fighter.
I’ll be cheering for you.