I’m drawn to you and its not because of lust or a love attraction but something that is hard to explain. The is an emptiness I see in your eyes that speaks to me, it saddens me that I cannot reach out to it and fill it because I know I can. Full of anxiety, full of fear you move along this cycle of your life and paralysed I watch, unable to lead you to your restoration. I feel powerless in your presence, a guilt for not sharing the words I know you need to hear and now I am ashamed that I am leaving your bedside without explanation, but a promise that somehow better days are at bay. Be still.