my good samaritan

i wish i were a poet who could use flowery words, or a musician who could make the notes dance across the page. a beautiful song or lyric, a present of glorious adoration, i wish i had to give to you.

but i'm afraid it's just plain me. i don't know of fancy things, nor can i write the way that expresses how i feel. so here i pour out my heart, in the hopes that you will understand...

how can i thank you for saving my life? life before you was cold, empty  and meaningless...i tried to do what's right, i tried to trust god, but my past had shot me in the heart and left me dying on the road. 

then you, my good samaritan, picked me up and carried me. you tended to my wounds by listening to me and comforting me. you held my hand, you held me close when i cried. 

i wish i could give you the gift of my purity, but bad relationships and abuse have left me damaged. despite these facts, you stood by my side and carried me through. god sent me a kindred spirit to help me see that i am not alone, and for that, i love you with all that i am...