:'(WHEN YOU HURT
When you hurt. It matters.
The sun doesn't feel as warm. The moon loses its luster.
The stars lack their usual radiance and seconds seem like an eternity.
When you hurt...
Nothing sounds as sweet.
Little ballerinas on music boxes don't twirl so daintily,
And funny movies, cause tears to emerge.
When you hurt.
Imagination and curiosity retreat.
No bell rings when an angel receives their Wings,
And fairy tales, have no "happily ever after."
When you hurt.
It doesn't help to hear that "I hurt too."
Because the possibility of another in so much pain, seems impossible.
When you hurt. It matters.
So much that, I'm not going away.
Even if you tell me to.
Even if you shut the door.
Even if "silence" is all you can offer.
Even if my outstretched hand is too scary for you to reach for.
When you hurt. It matters,
And I will be there. Because you did the same for me.
And, it mattered
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