Dedicated to my Andromeda, my lovely stars so far away

I am the soft, delicate smile and pained eyes that belie a past of terror and pain;
I am tears under the blankets, when the nights are cold and lonely, when the phantoms of yesterday lay siege;
the shy and reluctant touch of someone far more alone than language can express;
the passionate, desperate kiss in the dark, shared like the world could end a second away.