I want to call, text.
I want to reach out and hug you.
I want to say that word, phrase . . . that one thing that will take away the pain
Shattered. The news was shattering.
How can I tell you
How much I care
How much I am sorry
How deeply I feel
How can it be enough, how can anything be enough
Right now
What will I do
Next time I see you
To hug or say a word
Will bring the shattered glass back
I want to glue it together
But I'm afraid I'll break it yet again
I don't know why . . . it's not for us to know why
I won't say something . . . "to make you feel better"
I can't
Those words don't exist
Not yet anyways
Not now
Only time
All I have . . . right here, right now
All I can offer . . . all I can give
Are my heart, my prayers, my deep desire
To take away your pain
To repair the shattered dream
To help you . . . some how, some way
But all I can do
Is tell you I care, I'm sorry
And to spread as many thoughts and prayers
And let you know
I'm right here
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And that is often enough. You care. Your friends and family are blessed to know you.
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