I see you.
In everything.
I can hear you, when the moment is right. When all is silent, and there's a perfect calm, I can hear you.
I can feel you. Just ever so slightly. But I can feel you.
And it sucks that you went away.
And on those terms.
That wasn't you.
But it's comforting to know you didn't leave, you just left your body. Because I swear I hear and see and feel you watching over me. And I appreciate that. But I miss you.
