I still remember the day we met, and maybe you don’t but that’s okay. There wasn’t much that was special about you, not much that’d have stood out to me, because the shards of glass in my eyes kept me from seeing you. I thought that in the times when I needed a shoulder, it wouldn’t be yours, and smiles from you only ever earned blank stares from me. But now? Now in every gaze of yours I see myself reflected. Your laughs echo around my head in the same way that mine have begun to once again, once again since you. And I love you more than I thought I could.