He held my hand all the way

Until this day, i never know why i chose him. His voice chased away all the sanity in me. When he would cry i would wipe away all of the salty tears and i held his hand all the way.

He loves me for me and not what everyone else thinks of what i should be. He accepts me for me.

I finally feel happy with him and not the other guys that i cut myself over. My crimson blood gushed out of my wrists. I though i was too lost to be saved, but the day i met him..i knew i was still here.

I know why i chose him.
He held my hand all the way