Saving Amy
I’m not Superman
But you make me feel like him
Only because your tears are my kryptonite
So your tears kill me
But being afraid of dying is living in fear
And I’ve never let anyone live alone
To some,
Being alone means being misunderstood
But God gave me knowledge over age
And I serve to use it
So when I met you,
After conversations between hello’s and goodbye’s,
I realized what it meant to be a Good Samaritan
I’ve saved many lives before
But you, you’re saving yourself
And that’s the most important thing in life
Because staying alive for your own purpose
Is better than feeling numb and searching for crumbs
Especially when meals fulfill
As though searching for your soul holds back hunger pains
And I’ve learned, from you,
That to be independent
Does not mean to live alone in your own room
But, instead, it means to take a vacation from everyone’s definition of YOUR life
So you just enjoy yourself by yourself
You find wealth not in the feeling sand leaves between toes
But in the comfort of knowing your self-worth
So you’re no longer looking for meaning
And more like searching for a way to fulfill His purpose
So instead of me dying, you have taught me to live
And I thank you for that
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