I lied. I told her everything would be fine. I wiped the tears and promised it wouldn't be true. that one day, we would be a happy family all over again. She looked up with sadness and despair. You say that everyday, she implores.  that they will stop fighting about us. I stumble to say I'm sorry with my voice breaking on every syllable I smooth her hair and remind her At least we have each other With that, she looks to me with hope Remembering that our promises and hopes are all but unattainable dreams She hugs me, clutching onto her dear life Filling us both with much warmth and comfort. I hold on to her tightly as if she is the last part of me For I know that I will always be there. For her. Always for her.