I wish you would open your heart.
I wish you would tell me what's wrong.
I wish you would complain to me much more.
I wish I could shoulder some of your troubles.
I wish you would be able to feel happier.
I wish you would have a much easier time.
I wish I could make things easier for you.
I wish that you wouldn't think I'm not trying.
I worry for you.
I wish you could smile more often.
But anger gets in the way of trying to help.
And when anger gets in the way,
I fear losing you completely.
Especially since I already can't see nor touch you physically.
I wish I could give you what you need.
Even a simple hug,
If that would make you feel a thousand times better.
I wish things weren't so complicated.
I wish you'd let me.
And lastly,
I'm sorry.
