Alright

I would like to
pull you close to me,
put my arms around you,
squeeze you,
rock you from side to side
and whisper in your ears:
'It is alright.
I am here.
You don't have to be afraid.
Everything is going to be alright.'
But I can't.
Not anymore.
It is not my task to do.
It is up to you.
Only you can do that.