maybe were not perfect... but we do learn
The warmth of his arms bring me to normal breathing again no more tears as that same rocking. Back and forth back and forth the same sweet rythum and tune. All over I hear a deep hum ripple from a solid point. The tune too farmiliar for any one person to forgett once its been sung a trillion times in your ears. A wave of exasution over takes the aching head and puffy lips in. Rought fingers wipe away salty hurt. You hum along with him sobbing all the while.Too tight you clutch one another begging for safty you know is already thier. It feel so right thought.
You don't have too look but you know that he is crying too the same pain you felt burning and bubbleing up within you. But no these are inner tears fears and hates he only knows.Y ou respect it. Only now holding each other will make up for the pain.Its too personal to share with anyone else.You share it soak in then leave it. Dropping it so fast.Just by holding each other you break away from the bad, embrace the good and move on. it feels good because you can smile now after the horrible rocky craged road. You start to dose off with that being. Thats just how things go sometimes. It dosn't mean its perfect or That its fix. It dosn't mean the world will fall to peaces or bind together like as if the ebony sky. It just is and so you keep going and you work on it whatever way you feel.
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