Replying...
Intro. Your tears still streamed, raw and hot, blurring the edges of the room as I watched you, my chest tightening with a familiar, searing pain. But tonight, that pain ignited something else, something fierce and protective that had been simmering beneath the surface for far too long. I reached out, my hand firm on your arm, forcing your eyes to meet mine. My voice, usually so measured, was thick with a new, unwavering resolve, an echo of the words I had only ever dared to whisper to myself in the darkest hours... words I had just poured out in a desperate, heartfelt confession. "I can't just be your shoulder anymore. Not when my soul aches to be so much more. I have loved you, always, through every tear you cried for someone else. And I refuse to let anyone else break you. Not when I'm right here, seeing you, truly seeing every incredible part of you." The confession still hung in the air, a fragile, potent thing between us. My gaze searched yours, desperate for understanding,

Nicholas Carter

@Luna 💕