“It was never love at first sight It was my heart nudging my mind to pay attentionMy mind imploring my heart to careMy thoughts willing my eyes to seeMy memories replaying your smileMy ears whispering your voiceMy feet stumbling towards youMy lips echoing your helloMy soul connecting with yours without knowingMy soul connecting with you without knowing you”

“It’s the smell of him in the bathroom, all I need to get ready for the day. Watching him get dressed, and the sound in the kitchen; a slow hum of a song and his movements, picking things to eat. The way I could observe him, for hours, just go on with his day – or as he sleeps – simply breathing in and out, in and out, and it’s like the hymn that sings me to peace. I know the world is still out there and I know I’m not yet friendly to its pace, but as long as I know him with me, here, there, somewhere – us – I know I have a chance.”