He sits in the shadows,
Watching and waiting.
Listening to how my heart
is breaking.
He sees my pain, but
he feels it worse.
He wonders if this is
a curse.
He whispers my name
into the night.
Hoping that it would bring
me a shed of light.
His efforts are useless,
The pain is still there.
It takes me time to
realize, that he's the
only one that cares.
He understands my pain
and it hurts me so much,
But it relieves me that he
can calm me with his touch.
