He had never shed a tear.
She rarely slept without her eyes wet.
He had never let any one cry in front of him.
She always called some of her friend when she cried.
He could never control some one’s tears
She could always make some one smile.
He wanted to break free still,
She let him free without a word.
He now cries daily before sleep
She is the angel of his dreams.
I wanted to write a fiction post but some how the words kept knocking my head. Loosely inspired by a convo with a friend.