* Tears *

I listen to your tortured words.
My heart breaks at your grief.
I place my arm around your shoulders.
And try to bring to you relief.

I try to comprehend the pain
I try to understand.
But what do I know of love?
Of the heartaches it demands?

What do I do?
What do what say?
How can I help ease your pain?
How do I wipe those tears away?

How do I heal the breaking heart?
How can I make you smile?
I don't know how or what to do,
For I am joined in your trial.

All I can do is hold you,
Through every passing tear.
All I can do is promise,
That I will stay right here.