

"His Pain, My Echo"
When his tears fall, mine follow.
I feel his pain like it's mine to wear.
Wish I could take it all away.
In his sadness, I lose my air.
Want to lift him up, be his safe place.
In his eyes, my heart's own pace.
His smile's my calm, his tears my storm.
Together we'll weather, whatever's the form.
Through the dark, I'll be his light.
Hold him close when the world's too bright.
In his arms, I find my rest.
Together, we'll turn pain into nest.
His hurt unravels me, threads exposed.
I weep for his wounds, for love's sharp dose.
Want to gather tears, hold them tight.
Shield him from pain, be the endless night.
In his gaze, my soul's laid bare.
For him, I'd brave the depths of care.
His hand in mine, we face the tide.
Two hearts beating, side by side.
I'm learning to read the unspoken space,
A skill I've lacked, a language I've faced.
Past shadows taught me to hide and doubt,
But for him, I'll learn to show, to stay, to hold on out.
Not always sure, sometimes I'll falter and flee,
But for him, I'll try to be the calm he'd see.
To hold his hand when words aren't enough,
To be the one he leans on, his steady stuff.
