Written on the bus after the incident

People say love’s healing, 

but neither the warmth of my hugs, 

nor the softness of my words can cure him. 

If only he saw himself the way I do, 

if only he loved himself the way I do...  

And what can I do? 

Maybe my love is simply not good quality, 

because they say love’s healing, 

but he’s getting worse.