To others, the man standing there, was, is a failure. They saw nothing but the monsterous rage that ran through him everytime he was angry. They only saw the shattering of the things he broke in his anger. What they did not see. She did. The breaking of his fragile heart, again and again.
It came as no suprise to her, that she wrapped her arms around him, wanting - hoping to keep him away from all the pain and hurt he was feeling. Let him feel safe in the arms on her embrace , just take him away from all of this, keep everything that was threating to overthrow him at bay.
'If I could take this all away, I would. I want to save you from what is tearing you apart.'
He heard her thoughts, he saw it in her eyes. But he would never take up that offer she was giving him.
He would, one day, save himself. He needed to.
And all she could do now, was hold him, let him take refuge in her arms for a while. Until he finaly saved himself.
That was what she would do, wait for him to need her again.
posted by val @ 10:42 PM
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