Innocence, a clean slate that I wish I had. Excitement in a smile and comfort in a familiar face. I look at him and envy his beginning, envy the pure love he will receive without any reservations. Right now he's perfect, but the world will surely change that. The clean eyes that I look to for that missing piece that was lost in myself will soon grow tired with judgements pointed out by others. One day his genuine laugh that makes me giddy because there is no sarcasm behind it may fade. But when he looks at me there is no judgement, just pure love. I am someone he trusts, someone he feels safe with. I wish I could protect him from all the insecure people he will meet that will tear him down. I can't, thats a battle nobody ever wins. The only thing I can do is hope that any good in myself rubs off on him in the rough times and it helps get him through to the other side.
