When Color Fades Out

It's all good when your there, caring, sharing and wallowing in their despair. Tears drench your shirt as if you are singing in the rain and you don't mind that they are making you depressed with their sorrow. Words dance around thick tense air of comfort, and everything is going to be okays fill their heart with hope. You feel your fingers absentmindedly caress their back, and a maternal instinct you never knew existed takes a napkin and wipes their face. Your mind goes into overdrive with ideas on how to make the situation go away, their future brighter, and in your mind you squeeze in a prayer for them and make a mental note to pray later before bed. And a week later, like you faithfully knew it would everything is ok. 
Colors run across fake black and white coloring as if bleach was accidentally thrown in the wash. Your faith is tested, and everything crumbles around you, like brick buildings after an earthquake. You reach out, cry out for human physical contact to show you, at least tell you and try to make you believe everything is going to be ok. Color fades out when trouble walks in........The phone calls go unanswered, the visits stop short....Everybody fades to black when the tables are turned. And that is where you get your strength from.