You probably think
I only keep you in the back of my mind.
There for those times when everyone has left
and I'm looking for some time to ****
during those restless nights.

But you'd never know
The pride I feel swell up inside my chest
when I think about just how much we've been through
despite the distance.

You somehow manage to show me the beauty
in the little things I do.
And for that, I'm grateful.

You've thanked me for my existence more times than I can count.
And no matter how many poems I write.
No matter how many books I read.
No matter how many languages I learn.
There aren't words to describe that cozy summery feeling
that flows over me when I realize that my existence
means something to you.

You've brought out the best in me.
You've given me a safe place where I can express my irrational
emotions.
Where I can make sense of this new world I'm being thrown into.
You are the safe closet I hide in to escape the realities I'm facing.

My only regret
is that I couldn't be that for you.