For you--

I wish I could shoulder the burden of your pain. I have no words of condolences on the tip of my tongue, no experience to understand what sorrow you stow away within you, no action that could elevate you from your state of despair.

For you--

I'd bear my arms to receive your self-inflicted scars. I'd shed your tears to relieve you of such an affliction. I'd cry out to God on your behalf, when you are unable to to.

But I cannot--

For I lack such an ability.

But still--

The only thing I can do, is to assure you that she is forever safe in His arms.
That your chains can and will fall off when you approach His throne.
That sadness and sorrow will not fall upon your head when you turn to the Almighty.
That you are truly and relentlessly loved.