Enough for me... (the story of a mad girl)
She was holding him in her arms, with his head resting on her chest. Rays of sunshine were penetrating through the window tenderly touching their bodies. One could only hear the gentle sound of the ventilation and feel the breeze of fresh cold air coming from it. She was caressing his face with the tips of her fingers, trying to comfort even his deepest fears. After a period of time when profound silence impregnated every inch of the room, she started to whisper: ~ I know you are hurting, my love. Trust me, I know how hard it is for you to take this step, to even trust me, to trust that we are going to be ok. I understand that you have doubts because my actions do not always align with my words, but I promise you, I promise you I will always give you the best I have. Now, this is my best, this hug, this comfort that I can provide, this is my very best. I need you to understand that you are enough for me. I need you to believe me! You are such a beautiful human being, with the most amaz