A more intimate level to their relationship brings anxiety
Long nights spent in silent companionship when burning desire has long been quenched.
Nothing has changed.
Neither speaks of what has become and no questions come forth.
It's as if acceptance has silently taken refuge even though he has yet to be convinced it's real.
Disbelief rises up, feeding the doubt and he ushers in the familiar wave of heartache rising up from his soul.
Gentle arms enfold him, reminding him, he's not alone.
"Let it go." The soothingly soft words quickly dispel the wave.
He's ashamed of his disbelief and hides his eyes.
"I promise I'm not leaving you."
