It's hard to watch

other people struggle.

Especially when you know what's up

but there's a boundary you can't cross.

When you know how to make them smile;

You know what they want-

You can guess what they need-

but their relation to you is unhealthy,

so you must bow out and simply watch

the pain

the struggle

the brokenness

...such floundering.

And all I want to do is pick up the pieces and present them in a way that could bring healing.

My heart is still here.

I can feel my pulse.

It's there

it's there...