"Are you okay?"

Even as I ask you this I know your answer is -- "I'm fine."

I want you to know that I love you. I love every part of you... even the parts you bury deep inside that raging heart of yours. You don't have to be "fine" with me... you sure as hell don't have to be "okay" in order for me to love you. I'm here for you. I can't make your pain go away -- I don't have a magic wand. But I can promise you I will stand by your side and fight this darkness with you. I'll hold that flashlight with one hand and in the other I'll hold onto you... and I won't let go.