The saddest part

That time when my head was protecting my heart. But it didn’t work. You see, I cried. Yes, he was given some tears. Quite a few actually. Because when someone touches you in a way that no one has done before and then simply disappears, the heart cries. I cry. We cry, don’t we all? And now I can’t help but wonder: what happens next, if anything at all? Maybe that’s the saddest part of it all.