Tears

She stands there, his back turned. Sudden silence breaks with the light breeze whisping her hair. There isn't any doubt, he knows. She is just standing there, speechless, no movement, just silence.

Her long glare seemed to capture the beaming street light as the smirk on her face suddently turned into tears. He just sttod there, wanting to protect her from the tears. He was helpless.

Awakened, he reaches. She was frozen there and if it weren't for the tears and her hair blowing, she could've been a statue. The sparkled tearful eyes turned to focus into his eyes, as she looked up at him.

Speechless, he tried to smile, but was scared because his emotions always got in the way. He wasn't allowed to feel or fall in love. That is how it has always been. He isn't allowed.

"She can't do this," he thought. "I cannot fall for her, but the beauty of her sadness and the desire to make it all go away was the burning desire he had. He couldn't help it now. His guard was down and there was suddenly the incredible feeling that he just could'nt mask.

He reached for her, as his heart quickly feeled with all that was in him.

He was allowing the unthinkable, yet inevitable, desire for that longing to captivate his very being. There was no turning back as he reassured her that he was there and will always be.

He was there to love her like she needed. He gently touched her chin wanting her to look into his eyes to let her know that it was okay now. He wanted her to know that the walls are no longer there, but she knew it deep down.

She no longer had to sit in silence with tears that were never strong enough to tear down the walls around his heart.

He finally saw them.