Wounded, Caring Heart

When happiness brightens your day
I'm glad for you.
When a cloud of sadness chase the sun away
I want to hold and comfort you.
In times of trouble or distress
my helping hand would rescue you.
If through sickness you're disabled
I will take good care of you.
If perchance I have to
I'd even die for you.
My wish is that your one desire
be what I have to offer you.
Only,
whatever sacrifice I make
(and only for your sake),
will never be near good enough for you.
That's the reason why
You will never have the privilege
to see me cry for you.

Butterfly.