Cindi

I listened;
I made you laugh;
I didn't do enough.

Your tears pierced
my brain like a fondue fork.
I wanted to cry with you.
I didn't know how to help--
I still don't.
I was a friend
when you needed an assistant.

Your plate was full
and seconds were stacked in wait.
You've always bitten more
than you could comfortably chew.
That's just you, I know.
Even you recognized
you were about to break.

There comes a time
when enough is too much.
Push away from the table
and walk away sane.
Only you can do that;
I'm only a by-stander.

I listened;
I made you laugh;
I couldn't do enough.