In the stillness of night, I lay to rest my pain,
But my phone stirs, your sobs pierce the silence again;
We meet in whispers, rare as the stars align,
Yet it's your heartbreak that summons me each time.

At 2 am, I linger, bearing witness to your tears,
Unseen, I mourn beside you, drowning in silent fears.
A shadow in your world, unnoticed, set apart,
I've shielded your heart, yet still, it breaks, torn apart.

Longing for the day when you'll see me as more than a crutch,
Yearning for recognition, not just a fleeting touch.