For Casey.

A/N: Let the poem speak for itself.

His voice
stays deep and
Thick
doesn't waver
he's sure
He won't cry.

He tells me
truth and heartbreak
I ache
Can't
Comprehend
it happened to him?

He, so strong
My hidden saviour
The Hero
and now he can't
Save
what he must.

When I was broken
he didn't fix me
but he helped
Care
He never left
Can this be?

The warrior
My Champion
is struck down,
bad news is always bad
Worse
He won't cry.

What can I do
he did so much for me
I can't do
Anything
to save him
Will somebody?

As long as he knows
I love him
he's my
Hero
a tear can tell a story
It's soft.