Unanswered Question.

Tue, 07/01/2014 - 22:13 -- rickiya

“Are they finished?” he asked in reference to the overflowing tears that seemed to reside comfortably on my face.

I exposed him to my pain, yet, and still he stayed.
He dried my tears with his soothing words.
He dried my tears with his hugs of security.
 
He dried my tears!
 
Alone, he did not leave me
in fact he stayed and bathed me
in rich kisses, and fierce eyes that pierced my soul
letting me know it was okay.
It was okay to love,
to trust,
to forgive.
He stayed, and took a risk with someone like me.
Me, someone who gave up on belief. 

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