My body convulses with the power of your sobs. I tighten my arms around you, wishing I could squeeze your pain away.
I can’t. All I can do is hold you and hope it is a comfort to you.
I know you can’t, you won’t tell me why you hurt; as you don’t want me to hurt as you do.
I pull you closer, whisper, ‘I love you,’ and pray that one day I will sob with you.