I see you hurting
I can hear the worry when you talk
I can feel the coldness when your sad
I can see the pain when you sleep
The stress of waking up means rest will never come
Those black rings are so willing to consume
They circle your eyes
And hold on until you let go
I have trouble letting go too
But it will never stop the love I have for you
Without you, my mind would be a mess
Because of you, I worry less
A poem for my girlfriend