When we first met I was broken. I hid it from the world; neither you or our closest friends were to know.
By the time we kissed, by the time you asked me to come and live with you, I had been shattered into a million pieces.
I look back on our years together and I realise that you, perhaps unconsciously and perhaps without intention, have slowly but surely stuck those pieces back together.
You, more than anyone else in my life, have shaped who I am today.
It is you who has held my hand through my darkest days.