She saw the tender side of me.
She touched the parts I used to hide,
And stood so firmly by my side.
She knew my silence, read my face,
And held me close in every place.
No map, no guide, no plan rehearsed—
She loved me whole, she knew me first.
And now each day I’m proud to say,
She leads my heart in every way.
Through storm or calm, in best or worst—
She stays, because she knew me first.
— The PastLife]]>