I read something you said.
I don't know if it was meant for me.
but it felt like it might be.
and it made me hurt so.
Talking is always preferable to silence.
You know how to find me.
I truly wish that you would call, or write.
no mention of it from my lips, ever.
I see and understand your pain,
I wish, so much, that I could help you with your pain.
My pain is almost more than I can endure.
Yet one who is amazing loves, comforts and accepts how I am.
So much to say.
I hope you come this way.
and see and I pray,
to hear your voice once again.