I watch you sleep. Like a creepy ass Edward Cullen.
And I think to myself how much this man means to me and how much I devastatingly have to leave behind.
Your smile is radiant. Those beautiful, permanently etched crows feet a sign of all the laughter and joy you’ve brought into this world.
If you think you’re the reason I left, no, you’re not. You’re the reason leaving is so God damn hard.
Every minute with you was beautiful. You treated me like a human being, but also didn’t ignore my disability and the needs that came a lot with it.
The feeling of holding your hand and hiding in your chest when I was scared getting meds feels etched into my heart.
I hope you know I’m not afraid anymore. I’m not in pain anymore. I’m not suffering anymore.
Love,
Rose