I loved him then;Laughter filling the room and his smile warming my heart. His kisses keeping me grounded and his hands keeping me still. I loved him all and more.
But I still love him now,
With a broken heart and chest, and with the light disappeared from his eyes. I love him more than I did before because he keeps me feeling grounded even though he’s not holding onto me anymore. I love him more because I want to rescue him from drowning in his own sadness and endless searching of a need to feel complete. I love him more than I ever thought I could, But I love him because he reminds me of who I want to be with him even though I don’t remind him of who he can be and how he’s capable of so much more than he believes.