It has been a decade.

It has been a decade.
A decade of learning who you are.
A decade of building trust.
A decade of observing actions, movements, and character.
The best part of this past decade has been watching you settle, learning to trust, and, most importantly, knowing you are safe here.
While your mind may be chaotic, your heart is still pure.
I always try to look for the good in people, the underlying potential, and the words that are not spoken. I am still learning about you. But what fascinates me the most are the spaces between the thoughts and the words, the simple way you state how you feel with freedom and ease.
Burned in my mind is the first time I saw you. I felt your pain when you walked between me and those canvas images. It shot into me and spun. My heart ached so much for you and others in that hanger.
I cannot forget what I felt or saw.
I carry that with me even now, a decade later. I will forever have your pain and others, as that is what keeps my heart beating and slowly drains it.
You have talked me out of dark places, and I thank you for that.
My biggest hope is that we have decades more to build these memories, experiences, and adventures.
Should our time end for whatever purpose, know that I will still carry the pain, the joy, and the love I have for you.
Thank you for giving to me what I lost so many years ago.