It's been a while since I stopped crying. Just a moment ago, no more tears came from my eyes. I feel so light, so unburdened; as if a great weight has been lifted off my shoulders. A necessary release for both of us to leave the pain behind. A heartbreaking moment, but absolutely essential to close a cycle that came accompanied by the ghosts of the past.
Now we have to heal.
He still holds me, the silence is not uncomfortable; on the contrary, it feels so good. I hear his calm, slow, and deep breathing. He stopped crying almost at the same time as I did, but he didn't stop kissing my head, holding me tightly.
I want to stay like this with him, but I think it's time to move on, to move forward. I shift, he notices and finally stops holding me. Daemon pulls himself together, stands up in
