Sometimes we just need to know that someone will be there for us – not to fix, not to talk, and maybe even not to listen – simply to be there and hold your hand
The sky darkens in my world
As her tears fall to the earth
The sun drops behind the mountains
The wind begins to blow fiercely
I try to heal her pain
With my words
But she tells me
She cannot be mended
She only wants to feel my love
I hold her face in my hand
Stare deeply into her eyes
And remind her
With all certainty
“I am here”
“I will not leave you”
“You are not alone”
Her tears flood the bedroom
Until we are floating in deep waters
She doesn’t want me to fix…
Anything
I fall silent
Wading with her
In a sea of unspoken thoughts
Until the storm passes