You are the raindrops that kiss my face, and run down my cheeks;
and the tears as well, because I know you’d never let them fall.
You’d catch every one.
You are the soft, blue blanket that wraps around me every night,
and now seems so big because you aren’t under it with me;
and the sweatshirt I wear to sleep,
because it’s yours and it still smells like you.
You are the wind that blows my hair in my face,
because I know how much you love playing with my hair,
and how much you love my face.
You are my other half.
And I know this because I can feel the hole in my chest
where half of my heart used to be, but now isn’t because it’s with you.
And because you hold my heart (I know you protect it well),
I will only be half alive until we are together again.
One soul, two bodies.
I am you, and
You are me.