His words to me

You took me down a hall of paintings and portraits

and showed me all the memories you have of us…

You’ve pinned up so many of them.

Some are of moments I didn’t know you were present…

When I look at the images it comes alive to me that you were there with me all along.

The paintings are full of life and they are in motion every time I look at them.

This tells me that

You treasure every conversation we have.

You treasure every step I take in response to you.

You treasure every attempt I make to walk after your ways.