Pain vs Love

We stand so close,
and I hold his hand,
but he's so far away
and I don't understand.

I see his death through his eyes
he feels I can destroy him
but only love can heal....doesn't it?

I press my face into his jacket,
as he holds me close
and all I hold is his blanket.

He'll leave me soon
body along with mind
It's only a matter of time.
It's happened before.

I love him
I try to say in word and deed,
but his eyes and ears are sheilded.
His pain rains his every day
and I cannot compete.