8/6/11


I've never seen him cry. 

That night, words were shouted and screamed out of anger, frustration, and hurt.  Once everything came to a head, you were left to pick up the pieces.  Things got sooo out of control, and it shouldn't have.  But here you are, looking at me with tired and pleading eyes.  I wanted to say the right things to make you feel better.  I urge you to tell me how you feel.  As you begin to talk, I hear your voice begin to crack.  I look up and see you swiftly wipe your face.  I think it's time...  I pull you close to me.  I feel your body go slack, and you cried.

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