Am I the only who sees
how beautiful you truly are
I find myself having to admire
you from a very painful distance
but my love for you is never far.
Hopelessly I wonder if I am worthy
of your tears giving head way at
furthering my fears.
Those tears I see as frail as glass
I've watched you try to hide as a
piece of me silently dies......
From hurt I can feel as my own
how can I express in words how
much every thing you go through
for me truly matters.....
What a beautiful mess stands before me
and everyday that I have you in my life
I pray to God not only to justify my
love but to somehow make me worthy.