Everything will be okay when love finally returns
2nd Person's POV
I hear the door open, but keep my eyes fixed on the window. I don't care who it is because it's never the person I want to see.
A throat clears and I turn to see him standing there, looking tortured.
I just want to smooth all those feelings away and I start by smiling and by the look on his face, it wasn't expected.
As I talk to him, he keeps his eyes glued to the floor, but when I tell him to look at me, I exude love and affection that will hopefully, tell him he is cherished.
