Nobody to share things with

Here I am, feeling great about winning some competition and I have nobody to share it with. As I see other people I remember how amazing it can be to have someone who understands us, who we can come back home to, who will put their hands around us and tells us it’ll all be good. With whom we can be together without being judged, without navigating the boundaries, without shame. I miss you A, I miss you and I love you.