I do wonder about this other person

She's the reason I'm here, but am afraid to tell her that, as I'm afraid of giving her weapons

Now I know that she is feeling the same, I don't know what else to do

I know she has lived more than I have, but I can't help but feel that she expects more of me than I am capable of giving

at least I know that in the end I tried and if she can't push past her demons, now, perhaps when she is able perhaps I'll be there