“Hush… you are okay. It’s just a memory.”
He repeated more and more in a softest, calming voice as possible. Hearing those words made me able to breathe properly and slowly calm down. My sobs are slowly disappearing and my heavy chest is being free from that trauma.
“Everything’s okay. I’m right here. I’m right here.” He whispers.
He has me in his embrace but I didn’t dare to encircle my arms around his torso. I just couldn’t do that when it was me who kept pushing and avoiding him. When it was me who decided to break up with him and let him go because I don’t want to be a burden anymore. But look at where we are now. In a balcony of a funeral home of his friend’s parents with his warm embrace encircling me.
I cannot afford to push him away for a moment because I know he was the only o
