I miss him a lot. The way he looked at me, the way his eyes lit up when i walked into the room, the way he took the lead and i was by his side. The way he confided in me with his fears and thoughts, the way he asked for my advice, the little thoughtful things he did to make sure i felt special and comfortable.
Why did i not respect him, love him, admire him and accept him from the start? Why did i doubt him so much?
I miss him now.
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