To Be With You
Hold on little girl
Show me what he�s done to you
She walks into the room, and instantly I am stricken by the way she carries herself. It�s not the same confident woman I know, not the same happy woman I love. She lifts her eyes, and my heart just stops.
Why? Because hers has just been broken.
Stand up little girl
A broken heart can�t be that bad
I stand up immediately, hurrying to her side and leading her towards a comfortable sofa. She sits down on it heavily, and I kneel in front of her.
Her eyes fill with tears, and she looks at me with a mixture of confusion, pain and loss. �He doesn�t love me,� she whispers in a disconsolate tone. �He told me he doesn�t even want me.�
When it�s through, it�s through
Fate will twist the both of you
I want to call him every vile name I can think of, but I know that it�s not what she needs at the moment. I even know that it�s not what she wants, because she does love him. I want to say so many things to her, to hopefully make her feel better. But I can�t seem to find any words sufficient enough.
I want to tell that maybe it wasn�t meant to be, that maybe they were destined for other people. I wanted to tell her what I�ve been afraid to say for the past year and a half.
So come on baby come on over
Let me be the one to show you
I want to tell her that there is someone out there, waiting for her. That there is someone out there who will love her without question, without restraint. Someone who will love her unconditionally, and will sacrifice his life for her happiness.
Someone who will love her from the moment she shines a smile at her.
I�m the one who wants to be with you
Deep inside I hope you feel it too
Waited on a line of greens and blues
Just to be the next to be with you
If only she�ll open her eyes and see.
If only she�ll lift her head and look at me�
Build up your confidence
So you can be on top for once
She�s sobbing into her hands, and all I can do is pat her knee awkwardly. I want to do more, so I struggle for words.
�It�s�I mean, I know that you�re hurting right now, but it�s not the end of the world,� I stumble out. �Please, don�t cry.�
I�ve always hated seeing her cry.
Wake up who cares about
Little boys that talk too much
I was surprised when she did actually take a deep breath and made an effort to compose herself. She wiped away her tears with the back of her hand, but she didn�t lift her head. She stared down at her lap, her forehead creased slightly.
I watch her for a moment, words failing me once again.
�He told me he loved me,� she whispers. �He lied.�
I seen it all go down
Your game of love was all rained out
I feel my heart constrict at the tone of defeat in her voice. It wasn�t her to be so easily beaten, but somehow he managed to do it with a few words. It took all of my willpower to keep from standing up, striding out of the room, finding him, and then killing him.
She finally lifts her head, but she�s not looking at me. She�s looking straight through me. �He lied to me, Chris. How could he do that to me?�
So come on baby, come on over
Let me be the one to hold you
�He never deserved you, Steph,� I tell her. �No matter what you thought, he wasn�t good enough for you.�
Her lower lip trembles slightly, but she quickly bites down on it. She finally focuses on my face, on me. �But I loved-� She stops and lowers her gaze once more. �I love him.�
I�m the one who wants to be with you
Deep inside I hope you feel it too
Waited on a line of greens and blues
Just to be the next to be with you
Her words pain me in ways I can�t even begin to describe. I pull back from her slightly, feeling shaky. My chest feels like it�s been crushed, punched through and I have to remember to keep breathing. I�d heard her say the words many times before, but for some reason they hit me hard today.
Maybe it was because despite of what he had just done to her, she still admitted that she loved him? Maybe it was because�
I don�t really care why, because all I know is that it hurts.
Why be alone when we can be together baby
You can make my life worthwhile
And I can make you start to smile
I feel a soft hand on the cheek, and I�m surprised to realise that I had looked away from her. That was a first.
I look up and I�m glad to see her finally looking at me. And she smiles. It�s small, but it touches her eyes slightly, and it�s directed at me. Yet, she says nothing.
It doesn�t matter. For now, it�s enough.