59. No Way Out

He's never let me get close enough to him to understand. He's never let anyone get close enough. That's quite sad, really, because for someone to understand is the very thing he needs. I try to pry through all of the pain in his soul, to try to love the happy person that I know is in there, but it's hard. Almost impossible. It's like he's blocked out everything that should matter to him. Like he can only see the worst. I try to be that bright spark, that glimmer of happiness in his life, but it's proving to be harder than I'd thought. I've gone too deep to pull away from him now, though. Or, at least, that's what I tell myself. The truth is, if I appeared to completely forget about him, he wouldn't care. But, if I did that, it would be a while before anyone else came to his aid. Before anyone tried to get closer. And by then it might be too late. There are so many twists and turns. It's almost like his heart is a maze. A maze with no way out.