"You know you're basically
The reincarnation
Of Jesus."
She told me one day.
And I laughed.
Because I didn't get it.
"What? No."
"Yes.
I don't know anyone
As genuinely good as you.
Or as selfless."
I pulled her close to me.
Putting a kiss on her shoulder.
"Then you're my little bird."
My guide.
My direction.
My sanctuary.
Without her.
I'd be in nothing short of.
Oblivion.
