My mind hardly strays from our struggles and pain,
why does he insist on being so misunderstood?
would it kill him to realize that he isn’t the only one?
its too late for interventions, if thats what he had in mind,
and no one can change how I feel.

My everyday worries have become no less,
for I don’t understand his pain.
If only he told me what was on his mind,
I could try and ease his troubled thoughts,
however complex and confusing they may be.

All I wish for is happiness to come to him,
and if that means we must part then so be it.
I would not accept it, but rather run away,
however, his happiness is so much more important
than my wishes for us to remain.