You

After he died,
I felt like a shell of a person.
Hollow inside,
numb to feelings,
yet deeply melancholy
and experiencing searing pain.
Then you came,
imperfect,
but perfect for me.
Loved me at my worst
and grew with me
to bring out my best.

- C.A. Sullivan

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