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I'm not crying over him,
Not crying for scars he's made,
Not crying for the pain he's caused,
No, it's not over him I cry.
I'm not crying to him,
In place of words I cannot say,
Nor a sign that I'm unhappy with him,
No, it's not to him I cry.
I'm not crying about him,
Showing pain for his absence,
Or pain of thoughts to terrible to voice,
No, it's not about him I cry.
No, I'm crying for him
My tears fall for his pain
He shouldn't have to suffer as he does.
My tears fall for his suffering,
For his broken, bleeding heart.
My tears fall for his unhappiness,
But most of all,
The most important reason my tears fall..
I cannot be there to hold him,
As he deserves to be held,
I cannot whisper in his ear "it'll be alright"
Or hug him tightly to myself,
Or nuzzle his head,
Petting him slowly, rocking him gently back and forth.
I can only cry with him,
I can only wish hard,
I can only do my best
To try to make him laugh,
To make him as happy as possible.
I want to relieve his pain,
But sometimes I fear I only add to it..
And it's for this I cry...
 bunnyfan194 · Thu Jan 08, 2009 @ 04:53am · 1 Comments |
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