Don’t feel like you have to respond

I pray for you almost daily.

It is such a shot to my heart to see you going through this pain without anyone to lean on.

He ran away and went home,

Your best friend left and went home,
And you,
You stayed home unable to leave,
It wounds my heart to see you struggle
And I am unable to help
I suffer from the same sickness as my father as I care too much
But I know I have the same temper as my mother and would shoot him if I knew that it would ease your pain.
I know that it won’t.