A message in a … gaze

She seemed lost, looking here and there, seeking for something and in that mess in her mind, she suddenly felt a gaze fall upon her.

She initially ignored it and pursued with her own worries but that gaze wasn’t warding off. She slowly looked towards him and didn’t know what to say. Her eyes did the talking.

She felt like he had guessed her troubles and wanted to help. Yet, she was so beaten up by the situation that she could hardly speak.

He held out his hand and gently touched hers. “It will be OK.”, said his eyes while she looked into them and felt tears coming to hers. That look came like a support.

She began to feel a lot stronger and hope was coming back slowly. Someone had understood her, without having to shout for help. It means that she’s being cared for and that she was never all alone.

She lowered her head, closed her eyes and thanked the skies for this. Then slowly, she lifted her face with a faint but sincere smile on it. She held back his hand and let her eyes say : “Yes, it will all be OK.”

The comfort of a touch

Everything seemed blurred and in a mess in her head. She fought with her emotions and couldn’t see where they would lead her. The feeling of being lost somewhere was intense and she felt herself drowning in it even further, every minute.

Suddenly, a strange warmth caught her and woke her up from that nightmare.The gentle grip of a hand over hers, like a promise of support and comfort. She felt rigid at first, unsure whether to respond to that soft gesture. Yet, the tenderness of that touch slowly caught up her feelings.

It came like a sweet moment of care and relief. Someone had been kind to care and show it. And even if the intention behind could have been something else, no matter what, the comfort it aroused in her made the instant magic.

She let go her inhibitions and opened up her hand to feel fully that warmth in her grip. She explored that soft, tender touch like a new found pleasure. For a few minutes, life had stood still. For a few seconds, her heart filled up with some long lost feeling of closeness. She was reviving that wonderful emotion of being cared for. She felt life flowing back in her and willingly got lost  in the moment.

When it all stopped, she felt happy for that small instant of comfort. She came back to reality feeling a bit less bitter. The touch of a hand had brought her a message of hope. It might not come again but at least it was one rare moment in her life where she had experienced differently the warmth of having a hand to hold onto.