It Hurts to Watch

It does. I can't see her face or hear her voice or imagine her in my mind without breaking down inside. So broken, so utterly defeated. Like the stump of a tree left when everything else has been taken. I don't know what to do, so here is this: I love you oh so much, and I have faith you'll survive this ordeal. And if you don't, just know I'm here for you, when those tears finally fall.