She didn't want to meet her gaze, she only knew so well that her facade was crumbling. It was, indeed, falling down, fading into non-existence, revealing the girl who was just barely holding back tears. For no reason, whatsoever, she thought. Why should it, when nothing really was breaking it from the outside? Inside, however, was a place too messy for her to dare to examine, she flinched from the possibility of finding out more than she wanted to know.
But while she tried to hold on, to thicken her skin so that nothing would pierce her carefully guarded distance, she was secretly craving to be heard, yearning for a hand to hold to ease the pain of being lost withing one's own depths. And as she looked away, she embraced the compassion that was offered out of pure kindness, took a shivery breath. Letting it out, she also let go of the fear; let it pour down her cheeks, pulling out the needle in her heart, allowing her ever so hopeful fantasy to fade into the black-and-white reality. Disappointment can hurt in ways unimaginable to those who never dared to hope, and she stared blankly into the emptiness of the grey sky.
Rough voice said it out loud, and her words were taken in by eyes so empathetic she nearly smiled out of gratitude. Asking the questions she had not wanted to ask herself, she had stirred an ocean that now splashed over the shoreline. Then the water returned, and she felt calmer than in a while.
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