as i looked into those familiar, smoky, green eyes, i was silent.he had been cut so deep.his mom had left his family.
“i…i..don’t know…” i stammered as he just looked at me expectantly.i numbly took him into my arms as he quietly sobbed.i knew that i had to do something, i just didnt know what yet.
i asked him what he needed and he reluctantly pulled his gaze back to mine.thats all i needed.he needed me.
i took his hand in mine and i pulled him down the stairs.
“where are we going?” he asked me.
i put my finger to his lips and continued to walk.
i saw a smile play at the corners of his mouth as he started to recognize where i was taking him.he knew this path well.i was taking him to the place we first met.it was quite odd actually.one day we were both walking through a meadow.he saw me first and he just watched me as i sank to the ground and cried.i fell away from his sight and he came to find me.all he did was look into my eyes and numbly took me into his arms.