Free form Friday: “If I could tell you.”

If I could tell you that it was always darkest before the dawn
And it would matter,
I would.

If I could tell you that pain is a sign of healing
And it would make a difference,
I would.

If I could tell you that the healing of a broken heart will only make it stronger
And it would mean something to you,
I would.

If I could hold you and rock you and whisper that you will be okay
And you will be.
I would.

But whether I tell you these things or not, they will happen.
Some now,
Some later,
Some all at once,
Some in stages,
Some as time permits,
Some as you make the time.

You are not alone,
You are not forgotten,
And you are loved.
These are yours, too.