i am only a sliver of his life, but he is my whole world.
in those few moments, in that sliver of his world, I am his entire world. I matter more than anything. But during the rest of the time i don’t matter, he wouldn’t even recognize me on the street.
i don’t doubt that he loves me, but is it just not enough? am i not enough? but i only exist to him in a fleeting moment. he is so much a part of me and my world and i am merely a blip on his.