I see emptiness in her eyes as she slowly loses her self.
So much sorrow, so much pain, that her smile can no longer disguise.
I feel the bitterness engulf her and the loss of the will to live.
And I remember that it hurt. It hurt more than it should.
To see her so broken and lifeless and devoid of passion.
I couldn't do anything but hope my words will get through her.
That somehow, she'll muster the strength she needs to overcome.
That the tribulations and things she struggle with are temporary.
I tried telling her that despite all the hardships, I got her back.
But the words won't come out right because deep inside I know I love her.
And I love her enough to selfishly want her to live a life she won't regret.
Someone please tell me, will things eventually get better?
If not, will somebody give her happiness in exchange for my own?