you were the only one he let in when things hit rock bottom. when the effort to live became too much for him to bear on his own.

he didn’t know how much he needed your touch until it was gently cradling his cheek, your eyes soft and understanding as tears began to fill his haunted eyes.

why. why did you have to be so soft and patient? why did you have to stay, even when he pushed you away?

he didn’t know why he leant into your hands, or why he felt alive when you were this close.