You opened up a gentler door.
No sudden cure, no magic loft—
Just built me slow, a life so soft.
You didn’t push or preach or bend,
You simply stayed, a quiet friend.
With every smile, with arms aloft—
You gifted me a world so soft.
And now the path we walk as two,
Feels kinder just because of you.
A life once cold, now warm enough—
Because you made my rough world soft.
— The PastLife]]>