Thank you, my Harper Bear, for coming into my life 12 years ago and changing it forever. You are the first being who loved me so much that I had no choice but to start loving myself.
So many mountains have we climbed together. So many miles have we walked side by side. So much of my pain have you simply erased by loving me, no matter what I did or didn’t do or what I thought of myself. So many tears I cried you helped me turn into wisdom by just being there for me, judgment free, teaching me that nothing other than love matters.
You are my first love. My golden angel. The king of my heart, forever.
Right now, the inside of my chest feels ripped up and swollen at the same time. I know my heart is just being overwhelmed by love, and I don’t mind.
This is not a goodbye because, as Rumi said, “Goodbyes are only for those who love with their eyes. Because for those who love with heart and soul, there is no separation.”
Where could you be but with me, always? Where could I be, but basking in the love you helped me remember, and which we both are?
Thank you for loving me.
Thank you for letting me love you.
My heart is full, not with pain, but only joy, gratitude and love.