Addict Chick Poem by Pete Tine

I talked with you when everyone said never mind her.
I listened to you when you told me how life had raped your soul.
I cried with you when we connected through the pain and hurt.
I stayed up all night holding you in my arms to keep the demons at bay.
I walked through the snow to sit with you at the hospital.
I held your hand when the nurse couldn't find a vein.
I caressed your cheek and ran my fingers through your hair despite how the poison had aged you.
I kissed you even though your breath smelled of tobacco and the poison had rotted your teeth.

I saw your inner beauty through gorgeous, cinematic eyes which served as looking glasses to your heart.
I saw an innocent, little girl holding a teddy bear, not withstanding your tough exterior.
We listened to music and sang together as we discovered that we knew the same words to the same songs.
I walked with you that day in the street when we both laughed so hard we doubled over and our stomachs hurt.
I sat with you week after week in the pew while they stared, pointed and whispered.
We laid naked in bed together where nothing hides.
We made love for the sake of love because that's all we had to give each other.

I carried your trash bag when they said you weren't welcome there anymore.
We never judged each other, despite our heavy baggage and different paths.
I pulled your hood up over your head because nothing is ever going to hurt you again, not even the wind at the train station.
Time flies when we're together because I never want it to end.

Most times, we don't have to talk; we look at each other and just know.
The poison that was in your hand has been replaced by my hand, our fingers intertwined.
You showed me how to care again and have the courage to face the new day.
Thank you addict chick.
I love you...