Scratch that. Here's a much more appropriate song to describe how I've, sadly, been feeling:
But something kept me standing
By that hospital bed
I should have quit but instead
I took care of you.
You made me sleep all uneven
And I didn't believe them
When they told me that there
Was no saving you.
It's the futility of trying to save someone who can't (or perhaps doesn't want to be) helped. It's beyond your control, and it hurts. A lot.
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