I don't know how much this means to me. Maybe not a lot, despite the fact that I've cried over it.
But I want to know how much this means to you.
For these couple of years, I admit, I've always stood on his side, seldom yours. That's because I can tell that he contributes more, and he makes much more sacrifices than you do. I hope he gets the rightful reward he deserves.
But then again, I know sometimes I don't understand what you're going through. Maybe I don't even bother to ask. But when I ask, you don't seem to give me an answer that comes right from the bottom of your heart.
What is it that I can do to help you? To help him? Or should I not interfere?
One thing I am certain of, if the worst happens, I probably dare not face him anymore.
Why on earth do I have to go through this right from the start again. It's tortuous to a certain extent, even though it may not concern me that much.
But I want to know how much this means to you.
For these couple of years, I admit, I've always stood on his side, seldom yours. That's because I can tell that he contributes more, and he makes much more sacrifices than you do. I hope he gets the rightful reward he deserves.
But then again, I know sometimes I don't understand what you're going through. Maybe I don't even bother to ask. But when I ask, you don't seem to give me an answer that comes right from the bottom of your heart.
What is it that I can do to help you? To help him? Or should I not interfere?
One thing I am certain of, if the worst happens, I probably dare not face him anymore.
Why on earth do I have to go through this right from the start again. It's tortuous to a certain extent, even though it may not concern me that much.
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