Please See Me Through My Tears

You asked, “How are you doing?”

As I told you, tears came to my eyes…

And you looked away and quickly began to talk again.

All the attention you had given drained away. “How am I doing?”

I do better when people listen, Though I may shed a tear or two.

This pain is indescribable, I need you. When you look away, when I’m ignored, I am again alone with it.

Your attention means more than you can know.

Really, tears are not a bad sign you know! They’re nature’s way of helping me heal··· They relieve some of the stress of sadness.

I know you fear that asking me how I’m doing brings me sadness

···but you’re wrong.

The memory will always be with me, only a thought away.

My tears make my pain more visible to you,

But you did not give me the pain…it was already there.

WhenIfeel your permission to allow my tears to flow you’ve helped.

You need not speak,

Your silence as Icry is all I need.

Be patient… do not fear.

Listening with your heart to ““how I am doing?” relieves the pain.

For when the tears can freely come and go, I feel lighter. Talking to you releases what I’ve been wanting to say aloud, Clearing space for a touch of joy in my life.

I’ll cry for a minute or two·…and then I’ll wipe my eyes, and sometimes you’ll even find I’m laughing later..

When I hold back the tears, my throat grows tight,

My chest aches, my stomach knots..

Because I’m trying to protect you from my tears.

Then we both hurt,

···me because pain is held in held, a shield against our closeness

...and you, because suddenly we’re distant

So, take my hand and see me through my tears…

And we can be close again.

Please see me through my tears.

Author: Variously ascribed to:

Last reviewed: 20/6/24