She's My Everything

A rush.
She rustles the trees and my breath runs short.
She makes the wind blow my hair, and there's nothing else in the world.
Nothing but Her.
There used to be the Other.
The Other wasn't what I needed.
The Other didn't really want to love me.
The Other wanted to control me.
The Other told me I was an abomination to Her.
That I was wrong to be what She made me.
The Other tried to make me pay for something She made me do.
And then came Her.

She is everything to me.
My heart, my joy... everything.
She took me in when the Other left me alone.
She helped me up when the Other threw me down.
She accepted me for what She made me.
She doesn't try to make me change.
She lets me make the mistakes the Other wouldn't allow.
She lets me be what I want to be, even if She doesn't particularly like it.
She helped me be who I am now.
She made me happy when the Other made me miserable.
She let me into Her arms when the Other pushed me away.
She's my everything.
And I can't show that enough.