I miss you, and the way your eyes felt soft and deep and endless as we steady held the silence in the gaze. For how you saw right through me... brought me to life.
I had nothing to hide.
I miss you and the way you held my heart when it was breaking, every day you whispered comfort for my fears. You listened as I fumbled towards awareness of myself, You were strong. You loved me. You knew me.
I miss waking up to love you, and letting you love me. To fall completely into each day, into the trust.... I miss before I feared.
I couldn't cope with the concept of you knowing me better than I know myself.