As he lay his head on my chest with his arms wound around my waist, i could feel his tears seep through my shirt. It was the first time I'd ever seen him cry and it was gonna be the last for a while.
My heart hurt seeing my pillar of strength completely shatter right in front of me. The love of my life in great pain and suffocating.
At 7 when I heard the front door slammed close, I knew something was up. At 7.05 I heard the smashing of glass and porcelain. And at 7.07 he was in my arms, unguarded, vulnerable and broken, all drenched in his tears. As much I tried to encase him in my arms, his uncontrollable sobs had shaken the strength of my walls.
Yet through his state of emotional trauma, I loved this man.
I promised to love him "through sickness and health, till death do us part" at the altar in white, our fingers intertwined.And because I loved him, I couldn't let him be. I couldn't let him self destruct.
Well at least not while I was there.
So I hugged him and heard him and whispered in his ear, nothing but sweet words. Cause I knew he'd held me the same way when I broke. Now it was my turn.
Forever and always.
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