Silence Will Kill Me

The french pronunciations were distancing,
All that was on my mind was her.
I was,
Myself,
Ready to cry too.
Because there she sit next to me whimpering.
I just want to leap from my seat and run over to her,
Only to grasp her into a meaningful hug.
Only to comfort her.
That nothing else would matter.
That nothing else does matter.
All I want is for her pain,
To come into me.
To make me cry,
To make me die,
So she won’t hurt,
Anymore.