Love in a Photograph

Hayley has been in the bathroom for so long. I sit on the other side of the bathroom door with my knees up to my chin and my head leaned against the door to let her know I am here. I can he soft sobs, making my heart ache for her. I hate it when she cries especially if I can't be there with her to make it all go away.

It has been silent between us, no words exchanged just our silent breathing.
"Hayley" I try. I then hear a noise so I stand up, she finally opens the door and brush pasts me, but I won't let her I grab her arm gently and lean her against the wall and place my arm above her head so she is trapped.

"Please don't run from me." Our foreheads against each others. She looks down at the floor but I grab her chin to look back up at me. Her chocolate brown eyes are missing their usual sparkle She then tries to get out of the position where I have her, so I put my other arm above head and peck her lips. "Hayley, please I'm here, don't run" her breathing increases, her heartbeat next to me where it should be. She turns her head to the left and avoids eye contact with me.

I don't know what is up with her lately, but if it's anything I've learn about her this past year is that Hayley is the most kind, selfless person I have ever met, she always puts her needs above anyone else. But when she is hurting she is a closed book and conceals and hides her feelings. I just wish she would open up to me, like I did with her. For her to bring down the walls she has so high.

"Hayley." I try again, she looks at me finally and I am quick enough to wipe her falling tears. Finally it has only been short minutes since I have held her but those short minutes seems like a lifetime.

I don't know what she is doing to me, when she's not in the same room with her, I miss her like crazy. All I do is think and breathe her and I want her to be mine forever.

She wraps her arms around my neck and presses her forehead against mine. "I'm sorry" she whispers." My poor baby she has nothing to apologise for. I lift her up and she wraps her legs around my waist and we kiss, kiss like we haven't for a while, slow, passionate. I lay her down on the bed, where I help her get all her clothes off slow and gently.

I come up and kiss her lips again and her fists clench on the bedsheets as I struggle control over her at this amazing moment. I align myself and look in her eyes. "It's ok I've got you." I kiss her cheek and she nods. We haven't been intimate in a while due to her insecurities and her concealing feelings, but we are right here, right now.

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