What is It I don't See?

I wish I never left.
I wish it wasn't for so long.
I worry for your safety
and your vulnerability...
I'm scared of what you don't tell me
of what I will not see,
because my absence obscures your pain and misfortune...
I wish to reach out to you.
To say "It'll be alright."
But how can I speak for something I know nothing of
nor can protect you forever.
It is why I hate to leave,
or at least one of the reasons.
I wish I could help you
but sometimes I can't...
oh god do I wish I could...

The End

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