you took me in your arms
broken and lost
you didn’t feed me endless complements
you fed me reality
you let me know that this world is not kind to the softer of hearts,
that people pleasing is futile,
that, no matter how warm, close knit, and supportive your social circle is,
at the end of the day, all you have is yourself.
you taught me not to depend on people so much.
you took a withering wallflower,
and created an oak tree,
resilient, strong, and wise.
you held my hand through the storm
and you slowly, with time, let go of the stabilisers
i do not need to be handled with care anymore.
the metamorphosis is complete
see, i used to think i would be nothing with out you
because you taught me all i know.
but, what i meant to say is
i am everything i wanted to be
because of you.