“He came closer, until we were only inches apart. Nearly nose-to-nose, excepting the few inches in height that he had on me. He slowly raised his right hand, and dragged his fingertips across my lips.
‘You’re trying so hard. So goddamn hard. I can see it. You’re trying too hard. Just let it go. Let it all go. You can cry. You can scream. I’m here. I’ll hold you tight, I’ll keep you safe, I’ll comfort you. It’s killing me to see how much you’re hurting, and how hard you’re fighting to hide it. No, everything is not okay, and not everything is going to be. But that’s okay. I’m here for you.’ As he said these last words, he had leaned closer, so his lips brushed mine as his mouth opened and closed with his words. When he finished speaking, he pressed his lips to mine, and kissed me gently, sweetly, sealing his promise. He pulled away, and emraced me tightly, kissing my forehead, then resting his chin on top of my head.
And then I woke up, with my tears streaming thickly down into my hair.”
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