Tears of a garden

She is standing in the garden, looking around
Her, but not seeing. Listening around her, but
Not hearing. She's numb to the world, numb to
Everything. Slowly at first, then all in a torrent,
The feelings, the emotions return.

She holds it together at first. She's good at it. She
Has to be. But after a while, memory after memory
Hurt after hurt, she starts to break down. She can't
Hold it in. Slowly, the tears start to fall. Slowly, she
Lets herself get lost amid the current of strife.

She nearly falls. She would Have if not for arms that
caught her. She looks at him,Tries to look away, but
he catches her face gently inBoth hands. He sees eyes
that shine despite the Tears that pool in them, stares into
eyes that speak volumes despite being silenced by sobs

To him, shes beautiful. She may not think so, but he
Wants her to see. Wants her to see what he sees, that she
Is worth every bit of effort. Worth every tear she shed,
Worth every word she spoke, worth everything. He looks
At her while she looks at him, niether finding words.

Soon, her tears are not the only ones falling. Heaven itself
Begins to weep in sync with her. Huge cold drops of rain
Descend upon the garden. She lets go of him reluctantly.
He is reluctant to let her go. She runs to the door, fumbles
With the key. She unlocks it goes into the house and locks up.

She can't cry anymore. She's let it all out. But that does not
Stop the pain. She peeks through the window. He's still
Standing there. Being soaked by the rain. She sees him shiver
She is torn between letting him wait and letting him in. She
Is scared to let anyone else enter her last sanctuary.

Outside, He smiles despite himself. He would rather choose
To wait than force it upon her. As the rain soaks through his
Shirt, his shoes. Everytime he falters, he reminds himself of what
he said, what he meant. He reminds himself why he is doing this.

Because she is worth every drop of rain that falls.

Cheers and Waiting
Healing Poet