Dear Michael,
…I watched my partner’s spine and breathing. I watched him. Breathing. All day. I watched him breathe in front of me. I watched and I breathed and I was totally, totally silent. Then at the end of the day, as I was leaving I said goodnight and he said goodnight and then I realized I saw the whole thing. I cried. I saw the whole thing, the whole him, the whole of both of us. Our lives.
What else is there?
And then I realized I know him better than I know my husband.