Love
and whatnots: Shower
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Your
strong hands cupped both of my cheeks while I turned the water off in
order to have a better look at you. Your taller figure was towering
mine, engulfing me in a comforting shadow. My panicked hazel hues
stared at you but you smiled at me. You always smiled at me. Your
thumbs stroked my cheeks, slightly distracting me away from the
stress I was feeling that day. You always understood me, my silence
and the words I couldn't say when I couldn't cope with life. You
always knew what I needed, how I needed it; An anchor to
reality. I needed to feel real again, myself again and you were
always there. Your hands-on my cheeks guided my gaze to yours, where
I could see your beautiful baby blues. For a minute, there was
nothing in the world but you and me in that shower.
I
wanted to apologize on that day, say that I couldn't help but feel
sorry to put you through this ordeal. I wanted to say that you
deserved better than a wife whose mind sometimes broke into a million
pieces. I wanted to apologize, for not being as strong as I was
supposed to be... A beacon of hope who had lost all of it...but you
never wanted me to. You never let me finish my sentences, you never
felt that I had to apologize for this. Your hands.. on that gloomy
day, your hands healed me. As you were washing my hair, I slowly
got anchored back to reality. I was back in the moment, with you in
that shower. I remember my hands running over your strong back, I
remember my fingers sinking into the hard skin of your shoulder
blades and my body pressed against yours. I remember holding you so
tight that I feared I would break you at that moment and I remember
you holding me back.
I
kissed your shoulder and I leaned against your chest, while the warm
shower was running down her entwined bodies. I love you, for you can
see me at my most vulnerable and still love me. I love you, for you
never gave up on us when I always gave you a way out. I love you because you said you didn't want a way out and would always choose
me, all of me..all the time.
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