Tears

Why do you cry I asked her. Her eyes already welling up with tears again. I take my hand and rub away some the damp sadness that's left on her soft face.

Seeing her cry like this kills me. Knowing that something said or some action has caused her to break down has the same affect on me. I feel totally crushed.

After she calmed down and told me what had happened, all I could do was hold her.

I told her the truth: there are no words of comfort I can say to make that thing undone. But I let her know that it'll all be ok, I m here to take care of her. That's all I ever really wanted.

We stayed there another moment as she wept into my t-shirt. I didn't mind.