My remorseful heart aches from the knowledge
That yours was hurt more than I will know
My heart is weary from fighting battles
That threaten to make memories flow
My heart is frustrated with my mind
That does not let it speak or let it go
My heart fails to understand why
It must suffer in silence, helpless and low.

My anxious heart asks if you're happy
It hangs its head that it does not know
My heart trembles to ask that simple question
How are you? Why is it frightened so?
My heart wants to scream out loud
That the hand that held it, made it glow
Still gives warmth and joy, support and strength
My heart wants to speak when the mind says no.