...my first...

She taught me sometimes to write on my taught canvas
And that some rhymes weren't meant to be seen
She told me to feel what I felt and to care about me for once
Realize I only live for one
And my happiness counts for something.
I wrote her happiness from sadness and then joined the two unintentionally
Woven together
Then she asked for the silver lining.
Tried all I could 2 stop from crying
As she glanced at me
Mentally held hands with me
She danced with me
Through the problems that arose
And God only knows that she's still the definition she texted me a while ago.
And I'm grateful
Very full
Of memories, hints, smells and remnants of smiles...
And here lies a new beginning....
More scribblings on this taught canvas.