I'm so worried, I can't sleep,
But that's selfish, isn't it?
You're the one in pain,
You're the one who struggles with it.

I have no excuse to feel this way,
My tears, my sobs, my sleepless nights,
They undermine your pain,
And in the end, I feel I only care about myself, in spite.

I can't stand seeing you like this,
I wish I could bundle you up,
Take all your sadness and pain away,
And shield you from it all—if I could.

- Cas