dear you, (2)

february 22nd, 2014

dear you,
i heard what happened before you came over.
my mom told me that if i talked to you i had to be especially careful because your parents had gotten into a car accident.
she said your dad didn't make it and your mom was basically a vegetable.
i didn't like her choice of words.
i immediately felt bad for being disappointed yesterday.
a few hours later, my mom let you into my room.
you had bags under your eyes and looked like you hadn't slept.
as soon as my mom shut the door, you fell into my arms and cried and held me tight.
i ran my fingers through your hair and told you everything would be alright and that i loved you.
i don't think you heard me though.
you fell asleep in my arms, i just laid there and admired you.
later, you woke up and told me thank you.
i shrugged and told you it was no problem.
you asked me if i really loved you.
i blushed and told you yes.
you told me you loved me too and kissed me.
your lips tasted like tears.

love,
april