Kenny
He loves me.
He doesn’t see the wheelchair,
the Scoliosis, the legs with Atrophy…
He loves me.
He doesn’t flinch while he cleanses me after using the bathroom,
while changing my “sanitary napkin”,
while wiping the vomit off my chin…
He loves me.
Through all the doctor visits,
the endless days in the hospital,
the uncertainty of how much time I have left…
He loves me.
Even when I doubt myself,
or question why I’m here,
or ask “Is it all worth it?”...
He loves me
Years of wondering if there would ever be someone just for me,
years hoping, praying for my “Prince Charming” to arrive,
feeling that no one could ever love someone like me…gone!
Because he loves me, I now can love myself.
Because he loves me, I know I am worthy.
Because he loves me, the sun shines brighter.
He Loves Me
and I Love Him!
Copyright © Noemi King | Year Posted 2007
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