Jeff
I carried a picture of youeversince I was young
and believed in fairy tales.
I carried a picture of you through all the times love let me down
and through all the times I though that
I would never meet you in this life.
I didn't know what you would look like,
but I knew what it would feel like
to finally know you and be with you-
safe and protected and accepted-
like I'd finally found my home.
I carried a picture of you,
not in my pocket,
but in my heart.

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