You make me better than I was yesterday,
than I have been all these passing years,
darker and deeper than the shell I have inhabited,
down in the cloisters of regret and heartbreak.
Alas, I have been living as a ghost of my former life,
uninhabitable and restrictive of my former generosity,
of all the things I have since renounced whether by choice or coercion.
I am ashamed that I let all that love go to waste,
let my soul break away and drift aimlessly.
It is refreshing to be in this body again,
to see anew with these old eyes,
to behold the sun in her dazzling glory,
to admire the moon in her glowing beauty.
It all means infinitely more,
this new heart that beats in its gilded cage,
all thanks to you,
to a friend.