I see your face reflecting back at me in a smile, in a backwards glance, in my own shadow. I swung you low in my hips, your feet in my chest. Your heartbeat doubled mine, always one step ahead. I know you, but I learn you still. As you sit across from me, I search the parts of you I don’t recognize, the parts that came over us like a storm in the night. I want to grab the one I know and cover you with my chest and arms to protect you from yourself but it’s too big. You’ve grown now. The soft, malleable part of my heart has burst through my chest into uncharted territory.
But I will go there with you.
I will learn you still.