hey...

There are times when you don't have to spell with your lips.

and your eyes give you away.

They tell me of a story no one's heard.
A story of how your day has been.

No matter the smile that disguises the pain,
or the words that tell me you're alright.

Its the sparkle from your eyes that's been gone all evening.

I bite my lip knowing i'm powerless to do anything.
Except maybe to pray,

"Dear God, please make her alright."


do get well soon please...