Date: 2011-06-20 05:14 am (UTC)
We stand there for an endless moment and then he moves. Good, he's going.

Finally!

Once he's gone and I can't hear his footsteps anymore, I sag onto the bed, my hands covering my face as I let the tears slip through my fingers.
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