He Was Sad

Today he was sad. And as his head dropped low, my heart grew heavy. His eyes were pools of despair  and his lips were a hard line. I asked him what what wrong but he simply shook his head and a twinge of sadness tightened my heart. I tried to cheer him up and though he laughed at my attempts, it wasn't his usual uplifting laugh but instead a sad one; the type of laugh that you use to cover up whats inside. At the end of it all he smiled and left, not knowing what he really meant to me. I longed to comfort him. I ached to know what caused him such trouble. I wished to reach into my soul and give him it if it meant his happiness. But I can't. I never will.