I smile into the eyes of the woman I love,
The one who has looked past my physical appearance,
Has stolen my soul that was full of feelings of loss, pain
And hurt
And rebuilt my self and being again
But this time I am whole once more
The woman who smiled and reassured me so many times
During the nights when I have nightmares
That I will not turn out like my father
The murderer; the one who killed my mother mercilessly
In front of my eyes.
