(no subject)
At her wit’s end
He held her
He watched her cry
Unable to provide any comfort
He wondered why they had betrayed her
Had betrayed him
Not betrayed even
They simply did not care
The selfish bastards
As if their lives were that important
Didn’t they know this was important?
Not even important
They simply were not there
Could not spare the time
And he knew how it must have felt for the others
The others he had done this to…
All he could do was be sorry
But that is not enough…