He hurts.
I see he hurts.

Constantly fighting through the social constructs that instruct him to just
"Be a Man"

Everyday I see him fall deeper into his sadness, slowly giving in to the vastness of the pain and hurt he refuses to admit.  

He hurts.
Gradually growing distant, goes quiet in an instant and dives into thought like it's an instinct.

He hurts.
And naturally, I hurt too.
Because my soul is tied to his and therefore whatever he feels... I feel too.

How do I help him? 🥺