Common Ground
Tonight I find myself held in arms at once thin but comforting, my face buried against a narrow shoulder as I sob uncontrollably. In all the years we’ve worked together – all the secrets we’ve learned – we’ve never really opened up to one another. At least not until tonight… After all this time I finally realized there was someone who understood what I was feeling. Someone who’s had their heart ripped out and handed to them more than once. The cavalier attitude and sarcasm were defense mechanisms hiding a pain I now recognize – his black clothing symbolic of grief and mourning.
By the way, how is the relocation progressing?
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Thanks so much! I hope it wasn't too much of a hardship to write them. :) And now, turnabout's fair play. Pick your poison...though, all I write is SVU and CI, really. Not much poison to choose from, lol.
As for the relocation--I'm actually in New York this week (which certinaly contributed to me being so aware of it being September 11th today--every church had flowers and banners and services attended by police and firemen in dress uniforms) looking for an apartment. ~~STRESSFUL~~ It's all so overwhelming but I've seen some places that I *could* do, one I really wanted (but was already rented) and I've got an apointment to see another tomorrow. I'll just be happy when I've signed a lease and can concentrate on being excited. :) Thanks for asking!
Good luck with the apartment hunting!!!