The first time you reached for my hand in the quiet dark of the wings. When you pulled me close as we watched the Christmas lights dance. And then the ride home when you held my hand while you drove and kissed my fingers as I dozed off in the passenger seat. The tingles that shot down my whole body when you kissed my forehead. How big you smiled when I gave you a peck on the cheek the next day. The way you looked at me when we were supposed to be getting a mop out of the janitor's closet and you covered my cheeks with kisses instead. The way we fit together like puzzle pieces and paid no attention to the movie. Your pulse in your neck as I snuggled closer, and the way you just breathed deep with your face in my hair. In all these little moments, you filled all my gaps and put all of my broken pieces back together. If only you could know how much I long to live forever in these moments. If only you could know how much I love you.
I've never missed anyone so much that it hurt. I think a piece of me was left behind at each of these moments, and that my heart is with him. I really didn't know you could love someone this much.