His voice drifts off as he plucks a sequence of notes and then finishes the song. He sits quietly for a moment before he opens his eyes. He takes one look at me and his expression fills with panic, his eyes widen in alarm.
“Shit.” He tosses the guitar aside and scoots across the bed toward me. “Baby, you don’t need to cry. It wasn’t supposed to be a sad song.”
I touch my fingers to my cheeks and they’re soaked with tears. I hadn’t even realized I was crying or when I began to, but I’m guessing probably from the start because each word hit me powerfully in the heart.
“I’m not sad,” I tell him, wiping the tears away with my hand. “I just didn’t know you felt like that back then.”
He cups my cheek in his hand. “I couldn’t even understand the lyrics myself at first, but when I finally did it’s when I realized I loved you and I’d do anything to make you happy.”
More tears spill out and I don’t even try to hold them back—I couldn’t even if I tried. Too much emotion was in that song and it still burns in my heart, too fresh, raw, but in the most wonderfully real way.
As I climb onto his lap, I wrap my arms around him and hug him tightly. “Just so you know. You were the one who didn’t let me drown. If it wasn’t for you, I probably would have given up,” I say and he rubs his hand up and down my back. “And I’m glad you didn’t let me.”
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