A/N: This is a poem I wrote for me. Selfish, I know. But I'm going through this and I imagined Dean would have gone through this if he'd been in love with Sam. I had to write a Wincest story so this is Dean's POV for when Sam is hurting emotionally after a bad break up.

Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural.

Warnings: Wincest. Heartache. The usual.


Don't you see how much I love you?
Can't you see how your pain hurts me too?
I want to help you love.
Help you learn that you can be happy.

This isn't the End of All.
She wasn't good for you.
I don't claim to be good for you,
But I can help you rid yourself of her poison.

I can cleanse your blood,
But only if you let me.
I can heal your wounds,
But only if you let me in.

This pain you feel cripples us both.
I've been here for you throughout it all.
You've just not seen me That Way.
I've always seen you.

Your skin,
Your eyes,
Your smile,
Your walk.

I've seen it all,
And loved it all.

I know your problems.
Your past.
Your fears.

I accept them.
I relish in them.
I can keep you on your path.
I want to help you.

Let me love you.
Maybe you'll like it,
And love me back?