Her touch is soft. Gentle. Caring. To be a mother, one day. Be loved, and love others. Now settles for this. Below what she deserves. So much more. All confused, he looks for her. I see the stolen glances, yet nothing is said.

Instead sadness. Awkwardness. Static. White noise.

"Sadness will fade. It makes room for things that you deserve. He is smart you know. Realizes things too late is all."