I watch you go about your days.
In pain.
A pain that only I can see.
The pain that you won't let me help with.
Can't you see that I have a shoulder big enough to cry on?
That I want you to open up to me?
That you can trust me with anything?

It kills me knowing you're going through this alone.
It kills me to know that you won't talk about it.

Why can't you,
Just this once,
Trust me enough to
Let me in?

Why do I have to watch you suffer in silence
When I'm willing to share your pain?
When I'm willing to do anything to make you smile again?