This precious gift you offer
shouldn’t feel like a sacrifice
because it nurtures me
carrying me through
all those slow hours of every day

It bathes me in a warmth
so deep and intense
and simultaneously, unwaveringly secure

I am alert, always
to what it costs me

Because you make me want to hold on tight
in spite of the doubts and fears
the ineradicable haunting
that draws me, magnetically
towards the ending of a story that has hardly begun

You keep me here
you’re the single reason
I can’t give up this fight.