i just might cry watching birds fly

As soon as she touched him, he would drop like a bag of rocks. Eyes would widen in shock. His sobs would echo painfully in her skull, causing ears to pin back. He cried and cried and cried. For a moment, she was completely lost. Never before had she seen him fall apart, nor had she ever thought she would see the day. He had always been so reserved, held all his emotions carefully in check. But now he lay at her paws, an emotional wreck. Without a second though, she would move to his side, legs folding as she pulled him into her embrace. The act would be useless, she couldn't touch him, nor could he touch her, all he would feel is a feather light touch, but at least he could see her. Tongue would rasp against his crown, eyes sad as she peered down at him. "Oh Kylar." She would murmur softly. Part of her felt responsible. She had caused him so much pain at such a young age. She had provided him three children, two of which were now dead. She had chosen the wrong man to love. "I'm so sorry." Her voice was soft as she uselessly curled her tiny body tighter around him. If she could take back the mistakes she had made, she would.

Could you make it on your own?

"Talk here."