She’s crying again.  It seems that no matter what I do to hide her from the demons and monsters in our world, they find her.  They fill her head with despair that darkens her innocence.  I am a protector, a rock, the one to lean on when things get hard.  But I can’t protect her from everything, which kills me inside.  All I can do is sit and watch, listening to her agony while my own tears stream down my face.  Yes, what caused this pain is sad, but the reason I am crying is because I couldn’t stop it from happening, because I can literally feel the pain that is gripping her body, and because I am afraid that I will never see her smile again.  What if this once I am not strong enough to help her through it?  What if I lose her light to the darkness that is attacking her?  So many possibilities are running through my head that it scares me.  All I know is that I would gladly carry all of her sadness if it would give her at least a moment of peace.