:) Loved this one!

The title, in the past tense of verb to be, instantly spoke to me of loss or change, you were, either lost or changed..the purest.

Loved your confrontation with yourself, perhaps being honest or ironic, either way we all need to be grateful and cherish ...

One part was just epic, which is the following:

all that once was, all that rolled
me into a sober sleep where I didn't claw my
eyes out for seeing all of myself in you

^ how creative and deep! being rolled, like you had no choice, an inevitable action, the usage of claw as verb with eyes, is just brilliant.

Your last stanza, already feeling the gratitude and although youre missin that one person who you've dedicated in your title as being the purest,
still youre feeling loved and cared for by another despite how youve signified your own self.

a very personal and well penned write!