« Can I tell you something useless ?
- Go for it.
- Sorry for crying last time. »
He then turned back and hugged me. He caressed my hair, pushed my head next to his shoulder and posed his hand on my back.
I have never cried before in front of him. I just wanted to apologize, nothing else. But he gave me the attention I needed.
He didn't say it, his body was telling me : it's okay. You can cry, I won't be mad.
Next day I didn't want to cry, but I did it again. He did nothing wrong and I wasn't about to cry. But he remembered me old times, my brother and my mother leaving home, without telling me when they will come back home. It's nobody's fault.
He didn't yell at me. He held me on his thighs, patted my hair while my tears were falling down. Then we had to go, bringing me back to my house.
I love him so much.
