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In your eyes last night
I saw it in your eyes last night. Something I hadn’t seen in a long time.
You remembered me.
I saw it in your eyes last night. The 52 years of undeniable, unbelievable, unthinkable love we shared.
An incomparable love.
Reading to you every night as you drifted off into beautiful dreams and you woke me every morning with a kiss. Memories of the first time we met, and the last time we danced, and the countless letters we sent each other when the world separated us. I could drown a thousand times and the only thing I would hope was that you were still somewhere out there.
Breathing.
I saw it in your eyes last night. The twinkle of light that appears when you are smiling. Smiling with such warmth it could keep a whole city from freezing. You said my name softly and my heart melted.
Like it had melted a million times before.
I saw it in your eyes last night. Faded songs you sang our son as he fell asleep on my chest. The unspoken safety and comfort found within each other. The kind that makes you never wanted to leave their side. Sometimes my heart feels so full
I think it will explode.
I didn’t see it in your eyes last night. The past 9 months. The last time you recognized my voice. Said my name with some sense of recollection. The doctor said it would be hard. But sometimes it’s too much.
The person you care about the most forgetting who you are.
forgetting who they are.

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