This is for you, the one I lost.
It's been a few months since I felt your final embrace. A hug that didn't feel complete after a conversation that will never feel complete. There was so much more to say. I wish I would've spoken up.
I miss your voice, your smell, and your vibrant smile. It's funny how you don't know how much you'll miss someone until they aren't there anymore.
As the weeks and months have passed, I realized I have more to be thankful for than to be sad about.
My love, I want to thank you.
You taught me to love my whole self.
You taught me that my body is beautiful - and it's nothing to be ashamed of.
You taught me that not all people are the same.
You taught me that love is not as scary as it may seem.
You taught me to never be afraid to dance.
You taught me that perseverance is key - If it doesn't happen at first, try again.
But most of all, you taught me that I am deserving of love, affection, and I should never settle for anything less than that kind of love that makes you smile from ear to ear.
Four months later, I sit here on the 40th floor of a high rise on the corner of Chestnut and State Street in Chicago. I feel a little empty, still a little sad, but now...full of hope, good memories, and nothing but love for you.
I will always wish you were still here next to me, I will always wish I had spoken up, but more importantly, I wish you well. I want nothing but good things for you in your life.
L'Chaim - here's cheers to a life filled with peace and love…for both of us.
I'll always be here.