I looked outside today.
It was raining.
Cloudy.
Cold.
It reminded me of my parents.
Unfriendly.
Expecting.
Cold.
Your the opposite.
Your warmth.
Your brown eyes.
Your everything.
Everything reminds me of you.
The dirt in the ground? Your eyes are brown.
The golden rays of sunshine? Your eyes also are gold.
The warmth from the sun? The hugs you used to give me.
Food? Doctors? Needles? Trees? Books? Animals? Music? Light?
It's all you.
I see you everywhere.
Sophie Elizabeth Foster.
I.
Love.
You.
But I can't tell you that in person.