Secrecy of a Hidden Emotion

Hurt overflows my heart to see another one my gender be hurt with the bruising and knots of punches her beautiful face. Blocking out all knowledge learned from the books to remember seeing her blood shot eyes straining back the tears of shame for all to see. Hoping and wondering with curiosity that she and her unborn seed are alright due to the drastic effects of life slamming into her face. Though we don't socialize nor have i tried, Nor am i gay or Bi cause of the curiosity of what emotion my soul feels for another woman battling a struggle,which whom I've never seen cry. telling myself to view HER as a good example of a woman suffering from what Hell on earth can offer, since a man bit the apple from the sacred tree of evil letting all to travel unto now with actions and experiences of devilish accusations. Wanting to speak or greet HER with noticeable tones saying "I am always her to rely on, and i too can feel your pain". But can't cause my tongue won't let me due to an unidentified fear....of what? " So shall it be the next time i see her to speak of a simple greeting that wasn't mentioned for so long, & hope that what ever tension or fear we have against each other to not speak , can be reconciled."