Gripping the glass with a strength knowingly would never let it shatter. I eased the pressure for a second and knew exactly what would relieve this bitterness. It was over in a flash as I watched smashed glass pieces glisten on the white tiled kitchen floor. It seemed selfish, usurious, stubborn to hold on so strongly. My mouth unsuppressed every bottled up emotion, my voice hoarse and strained.
Your eyes glaring,
Too fearful to hold your gaze
Haunted.
Harsh words that scarred
Hands that left wounds
Remember?
To love you dearly
Never to betray
Unconditional.
I breathed heavily, my throat sore and tight. I grasped a moment to compose myself and took contact with the plastic red seat beneath me. Am I naive to stay and suffer the repercussions of your lost wonderings in the wilderness? I gain rationality and realize, even though I cannot save you, I know someone who can.
I slide down off the chair to my knees, weeping openly and I pray for a miracle.
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