I made a list of things that remind me of you.
There was a knot in my throat but a grin on my face when I thought of dinosaur sheets and the beach in October.
Your mother’s back yard and the shape of your favorite sunglasses and the tea I’ve made every night since the last time I saw you.
What a delicate, terrifying thing to love and be loved back.
What a wonderful thing you are to miss.
My heart has grown softer as I’ve gotten older and I hope the world is gentle to you.
I hope you find a love as great as ours felt without all of the barriers but I hope you don’t find it too soon.