and as i traced the trail to your eyes across your cheeks, in search of tears, i had found none.
i had been looking at the wrong place for you have been crying in your heart.
and with your hands embracing me, i am left hanging on your lips, breathing the same air you breathe; gasping the same way you do. we are united - even without an utterance of single word to connect us.
i am left weaken and yet feel strongest in your arms - for your tight yet gentle embrace inspires me.
i have never been held that way before.
nor have i ever been the first to shed these tears.
goodnight.
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