I began to speak words I couldn’t feel until they were said, out loud. I affirmed. I called forth who Nate is, the Nate whom no one but God and I had seen. It was this night that Nate let me into the parts of him that were weak and insecure so that I might, this time, be the hand that held those wounds. This was the night I administered a love I’d only just begun to know.
