Knowing you

I feel like I know you like the back of my hand –

Your fingers as familiar as my own

Your face an image I know by heart

Your heart may as well live inside me, next to mine

We finish each other’s sentences –

As if our thoughts are one stream of consciousness

In-jokes and references only we understand

So much said in a single look

You have become ingrained in my life – and I in yours

Your home feels like my home

Familiar and comfortable

Safe and warm

I see past what you say, when what you say is a ruse

Your effusive personality sometimes belying your truth

I know what you mean

Even if you can’t speak it

Considering the brevity of our partnership

The depth of connection still surprises me

Knowing you like I have known you my whole life

Was there ever a time when this was not true?

Parting from you will be like losing a part of myself

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