When the past knocks on the door

His hands moved away from his face allowing me to see him in his vulnerability and sadness. His eyes sparkled for being filled with tears and his face blushed. I caressed his warm cheeks. 

He was showing me a side of himself that he probably kept hiding for too long and now he was ashamed of it. Maybe the reason he wanted to have control of everything was because the only thing he didn't have control of drastically deteriorated.

I wish I could somehow soften up the pain but I knew there was nothing I could do to help him just like there was nothing he could do to make his mother take care of him and prioritize him for once in her life.

She always had put someone else before Cameron, before it was his father even if he kidnapped his son and probably did many other bad things. And now he even put a barely unknowner such as his yoga teacher before him. Destroying his dream of making me meet her.