It starts like an earthquake underneath my head.
Three quick shakes,
A pause,
Then three more.
Air bursts from her pouted lips
And I run a comforting palm up and down her side.
"Shhh," I whisper into the skin of her neck
So she knows
That I know
That her tears speak for us both.
Apr 4, 2014
Apr 4, 2014 at 7:52 PM UTC
It starts like an earthquake underneath my head.
Three quick shakes,
A pause,
Then three more.
Air bursts from her pouted lips
And I run a comforting palm up and down her side.
"Shhh," I whisper into the skin of her neck
So she knows
That I know
That her tears speak for us both.
