It was unvoiced. That shared feeling, it was not spelled out. It remained unspoken. Maybe that’s why both of their hearts are broken.
Every day she prays for him; that he may forget his brokenness and let the scars fade away, that he may not again think about the pain, that he may notice how in every step she’s there for him, not pulling away.
She is versed on the idea that he may forget her eventually. Over and over she decides to be on hold though many a time she is left hanging. Again, and again she decides to stay though she feels her worth is not much of anything. She agrees to be always there for him, to be always there in almost each thing.