Nello

I loved the way your cold blue eyes looked through me. In a world where every one would only look to see what they wanted to see, to see what they expected, when you looked at me I knew you could see me. My scars, my shame, my dark secrets were to you were as much the familiar features of an old friend's face.

So we found each other, two young strangers in a strange land, two orphans, two children on the brink of womanhood who knew how, strong as love is, it could itself be broken.

But we had each other. So much cruelty had plagued my life, and you were kind, and you were gentle, and you were smiling, and making jokes. The shadows of suffering in your heart only made you more tender toward mine. You looked at me with prematurely jaded eyes and told me, you are so much more than you think you are.

You are the only person who could have said that to me then who I would believe.

Love comes in a billion forms, even more. Love is like water, love is like air. The truth is, it is a power that we fight to describe yet evades description. But you loved me Nello, and I loved you, and in that moment, we were orphans, and when you are an orphan, you choose your sisters, and you were mine. I know you still feel it, just like I do, far far away. I am grateful.