My stomach tightens in anticipation.
Everything moves in slow motion.
Words trickle from your lips,
but I hear no meaning.
My thoughts move swiftly,
unsuccessful in finding
a reason.
Tears rush down my face in a wave of panic.
My body shivers in fear of the answer.
Uncontrolled, I look into the face I love,
unable to read the expression.
I reach for comfort, only to find rejection.
My feelings exposed,
your hand finds mine
Understanding is found.
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