That's all she does at night. She cries herself to sleep wondering what she did wrong. Wondering what was her mistake until the guy she once loved treated her the way that he did. Was she really that worthless? Was she really that ugly? Was her body really sickening to see? She didn't know the truth but she believed the lies anyway. Her mind and heart lead her to the path of destruction. The depth of depression. The well of self-hatred. Will she ever find a way to dig herself out of "hell" that her mind creates?
She is certain that she will. Why? Because when she hugs the man that she loves, she's calm like ocean. Her mind is at ease. She feels happiness like she once felt a long time ago. He said to her "Baby girl, listen to me. Look at me. A woman cries to make herself stronger. A man cries to make himself a gentleman. Just cry. I'm here for you." She felt a surge of assurance coursing through her veins. This is the man for her. A real man who will take care of her no matter what. But will he stay? Will he leave? When things get rough, will he stay by her side? When she overthinks, will he say "Stop it. Stop right now"? She's scared and she is worried but she's willing to take that leap. Leap of faith. For the man she loves.
