Who will know what I mean.

It is always sad when you hear 
of a romance that has withered, 
of two hearts that held a flame 
that burned so bright. 
Now flickers with only dying embers light. 
You look on from the sidelines 
knowing there is nothing you can do, 
except to comfort both of them. 
You cannot imagine 
the pain they are going through. 
You feel so helpless, but what can you do?