26 July 2011

Pained Heart

Every time you write, my heart aches more with the pain of knowing how hard I try to be there and just how much farther you push me away. 
You cannot do this alone.
Every time you write, I see more of what you hide and the pain that's eating you alive.
Let someone in to listen and help hold your burdened heart.
Every time I hear your voice I cringe from the unfathomable amount of hurt that echos from your mouth.
When will you allow someone to listen to that pain?

I don't know how to show you that I'm here, that I've never left since the day we met, but you're hurting and it kills me to watch, to read, to hear you hurting so badly.  To know that there is nothing I can do because of how far away you keep me hurts more than the pain I am dealing with in my own life.

Please....let me help.  At the least, let me listen and help you carry this burden.  Don't force yourself to carry it all alone, it will only hurt you more.

To the best of my knowledge of remembering, I have never hurt you and I never plan to, but if, for some reason, I have hurt you in the past then I am genuinely more sorry than you could ever know.  Please, hurt on your own no more!  I can't bear the sight of you hurting so bad....I can't...I....I can't.  You're precious and you are loved by all who meet you (and if they don't, they've been dropped on their heads too many times, haha) and you are the best example of a true, honest man that I've ever known. 

I can only pray that you read this and give me the chance to help you or at least listen to what's hurting you so.