Dawes made me cry today.

Dawes didn't mean too, but I couldn't hold it in.

I told Dawes about Grace.

And about 'him'.

He said I shouldn't dwell in the past because it can never be re-written.

Dawes told me not to worry, and that he was and will always be there for me.

Suddenly I felt an urge of warmth then realized it was just Dawes holding me.

Then I realized I envisioned Ash holding me.