I saw your pain I felt it, tasted it Smelled the acrid smoke of all your yesterdays.
I called you and we played our favorite game. Remember when? I asked “Yes”, you’d say or “No, remind me” I made you laugh That felt right.
I knew the pain was not vanquished. I knew we’d hang up and your smile would melt away. I knew I only offered a moment’s relief. That night I listened to your favorite song And I cried your tears. It was all I could think to do.
