“You’re alone.”
He whispered in my ear.
“No..”
I muttered weakly.
“I know it, and you know it, you’re alone. and you’re terrified.”
He was right. And he knew it.
“You don’t know me.”
I said fighting back the tears.
“I don’t have to, your eyes say it all.”
I didn’t know what to say.
I didn’t know things like this happened.
I didn’t know people walked over, and revealed what you had been so succesfully hiding.
“What do you want from me?”
I said losing myself to the honesty.
“Why are you so broken?”
He asked taking my hand.
I didn’t know how to react.
“I’m terrified.”