JeNNifEr

He’s hurt. My tears flowed once i saw the message. He didn’t. "Everything is alright." he said, bracing the front and carried on. For that moment, the word came flesh to me, "you are the bone of my bones, the flesh of my flesh." Indeed God created woman out of man’s left rib. Woman, completes the man, vice versa. Without knowing the whole epsoide, i can feel his hurts explicity. He didn’t cry. Instead, i cried on his behalf. I cried his grieves out. This closeness that we shared, the access to each other’s feelings, makes me love him even more… ….an excerpt from ‘The Woman’

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