"Sleep."
His voice rumbled in the dark breaking the blanket of
silence.
You squirmed in his arms feeling him pull you flush against
him, your back touching the broad area of his chest.
He pulled the blanket over you again his lips touching the
traces of your hair and his hands clasping over your own.
"Things are bad now," His voice trailed off,
"I know that."
He embrace on your form tightened. You squeezed the side of his
hand.
"Let’s just sleep." You finally whispered
noticing the strain in his voice.
"Let’s just sleep," He repeated,
" Let's just sleep
away all the bad things in the world."
Tell me those
thoughts of yours.
I know you prefer keeping them locked up inside you. But I will
assure you,
whatever those thoughts of yours are.
They
will never be judged.
If one does chose to judge then,
they are stupid.
You’re human. We all have our own thoughts &
opinions,
our own ways of seeing things. So please don’t be afraid to
tell me.
I will support your heart no matter what.
Don’t pay attention to those who dare choses to judge your
decision.
I’m sorry I
wasn’t there before.
I’m late. I’m here now,
is it too late?