making your way to the roof top of your workplace you suddenly froze once entering through the door. “miguel..” you mumbled, your voice cracked from the hurt you were feeling seeing him in such a state.

barley looking over at you, miguel’s heavy tired eyes laid upon yours. The rain ran down his face and the neon lights lit up, just enough to see him from where you were standing.

Had been crying for what looked like an hour or so, his eyes were swollen. Completely drenched from the rain.