i was your puppy

you're the only one

who treated me so gentle

your touch was tender

you didn't have to try to understand me

it was like i was a part of you

you treated me like a puppy

you licked my wounds

and i licked yours

calm washed over me like summer

different than the bitter, frigid

surrounding months

your voice like cotton

a whisper

expressing the fragility you saw me as

like i was your prized possession

like i was an infant

you taught me how i should be loved

and winced at the thought of the others

loving me so wrong

my past seemed to hurt you

no one had ever hurt from my pain before

i no longer had to push down the agony

i had always ignored

your gentleness was so foreign

i was fearful of upcoming outbursts

but they never came

you were only gentle

and your touch was tender

you rubbed my back

and held my hand in the store

you wiped tears you didn't cause

no outbursts

you kissed me goodnight

and shared your blanket