Him

this poem is the closest thing I can write to a love poem about my partner, I love them dearly and this is what I wrote about them

My hands were

Stained

With my own blood

His hands are

Clean

My heart was

Tainted

His heart is

Pure

I lived in

Fear

But 

With him

I feel safe

My home was broken

So I moved

And now I call him

My home

-d 

Author's Note

ignore grammar problems