When I look into his eyes I see the hope and aspirations that I wish I had. I can see him wonder about the world and our existence.
When he holds me I feel safe, as though for the first time I am not on the verge of slipping into nothingness.
When he laughs I can’t help but smile and wish that I could be there, with him, smiling forever.
When we are together I feel whole and complete but when we part ways I always feel a little emptier than I did before.
Because I wish we wouldn’t part ways.
Because I wish I was more to him.
Because I will never be more to him.