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Window pain

A poem from the outside looking in

It’s as if I’m watching you through a glass pane,

Grieving at the thought of never meeting you again.

All I want to do is reach you

But my words never seem to make it through.

I know you’re in agony, that your good days are very few,

But is it selfish of me to say that it hurts me too?

To love someone so madly

Yet have something this evil take you away so gladly?

I hope you know

I will always be here for when the cracks start to show,

When the pane smashes to the floor

And you arrive back on this side of the door?

I am here for you

To hold you, to love you, to help you through

What seems like an endless maze.

Even in your darkest days

I will cease to leave your side,

I will sit beside you when you hide

And we will get through this together –

Please just don’t leave me waiting back here forever.