She listens but it's not enough;
she sees but not so far;
she knows but not everything.
She cares for him,
but with that approach,
it's impossible to grasp.
And oh, I know deep within,
she's saying nothing but only the truth.
She speaks what reality is,
but still for him, it's impossible to grasp.
She might not understand him
for he won't utter any words to her
but he does wonder what the future holds.
And now, the pressure resides in his mind,
though not obvious, he worries a lot.
The volume of things weighing heavier and heavier,
leaving him in a place secluded from others.
I and none other, know this much;
he's a puzzle I wish to solve but how?
He talks to me, I know that much;
he has things that worry him too much.
She wants to help - I know that much,
but still it won't reach him no matter what.
She raises her voice, he lowers his silence;
a scene I am tired of watching.
Her words full of meaning and worries,
his silence mistaken for obliviousness -
I am nothing but a mere observer,
I shouldn't have spoken his thoughts to her.
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