A Kiss On the Forehead

I went from being his angel to his disappointment. Being me and having fun has broken his heart. There's so much tension in the air, it's hard to breathe. The silence is cracking the glass and it's about to shatter. I feel like an outcast in my own house. But suddenly the tension starts to clear the air. A kiss on the forehead awakes me from sleep. I watch and wonder as he quickly exits my room. Forgiveness has finally filled the cracks in the glass. As he realizes I am just like he was when he was younger.