your pain was deep and damp
bigger than me and you
from a place unknown to me
granted, it started with my mistakes
but progressed far beyond that, deep into the past
for someone who said the past is the past
it was illuminating
of your hearts need for self love and a solid knowledge
that a higher power loves you more than any family
more than any partner
more than any friend
and will always, always be there for you
but that day, that moment, all i could do was hold you
in my arms
while you wept, the pain of past lives pouring out of your body
and tell you 'you're okay, it's okay' over and over
despite your pleas to stop
i simply looked to comfort. i looked to heal. i looked to mother and i looked to love.
