I remember her crying. I couldn’t remember everything she was telling me. I remember just a few, just bits and pieces of the entire puzzle. I couldn’t do anything. It was her fight. Even if I wanted to, I will only get in her way. I just held her close. I embraced her gently to show how much she meant to me. Just to let her know I will be there for her if she needed me. Even when she was crying, I looked at her face, and all I could I remember was that she still looked so beautiful.
I couldn’t help it. Even if I wanted to stop or pull back, it would not work. When I am in love, I am in love completely.