Shh...Her breath lethargic, so weak in my arms. Her tears kiss my torso, the golden locks of her hair caress my arms, my fingertips.More Like This
She hugs her knees, curled up on herself, while I in turn, hold her in silence. I'm a jerk, I'm insensitive, I can't say anything, I can't offer any single word. And I think: "The silence and nothing more. That I offer to you, and you know, that is why you are here."
And if she breaks in my arms? No, definitely I didn't utter a single word; just moments ago her tears were a desperate flood, whining incessantly, making my body her warm den. Now it has calmed down, her bright black eyes are red, lost, looking out the window crowded with stars.
Her body still shakes but I have her in my arms. Time moves in silence, lies on her warm and freckled shoulders, spreads across her face, sorrowful and absent; time has died in her languid eyes.
The roof moves away from us. The solid wall behind me looks like the soft mattress of my bed. She calms down, and cools. Her tears
It was raining"It's raining, I'm cold. Hug me?"More Like This
The hurricane's eye was watching them. Raindrops was falling, not one after another, but all at once. She couldn't remember if she was the predator or prey. An insatiable animal or his eaten remains? She just... had been forgotten, somewhere, long ago.
"I need to whisper an... I love you."
"Then say it."
"Even if I said it, you couldn't hear me."