You know, the look before tears run down your face.
The one where your eyes get all puffy, and red as if to be a warning sign of it’s own.
Where your eyes become glazed over and paralysed, because you know this is the most painful of them all.
To hear a voice,
To see a face,
To never hear a whisper again,
To only imagine the softness of ones hands comforting you when you need it most, only from the one person who truly mattered.
You. We’re the only one.