Perhaps we could lie down, hurt together, cry together, hold each other. While you gently caress the skin along the bridge of my nose to the line of my eyebrow where my favorite scar is healed so deeply into the soft skin. While I breathe slowly in and out , tears streaming down my face. Unapologetically. Together though. You cry for my tears, I cry for my pain... Perhaps we could just let this pain go, let it all out into the Universe.