Her

She has been the reason I survived this week. 

Her love, her support, her friendship. 

When I cried tears of frustration and hurt,  her voice offered me comfort. 

I cried out of anger and pain,  yet she stayed calm and reassured me. 

Together we are stronger,  happier,  fulfilled. 

Why can’t others just be happy for us. 

She is my beautiful girl and I love  her!