I can hear the hoarseness in his voice.
The way his voice croaks every time he speaks to me on the phone,
as if he'd cried all the water out of his body.
The way i can imagine him clinging to his chest as his heart physically breaks.
With the past he's had ,
there's no doubt he's in a bad place.
The emotion in his eyes,
crashing like wild waves.
He's been hurt.
But haven't we all?
Yet when i hear his sobs,
or see the tears flow from his beautiful eyes,
It pains me more than anything ever has.