Still Searching!

I am a little confused as to how to put it, ‘a sour relationship going sweet’ or ‘a sweet relationship going sour’ yet wondering again if at all there is a relationship?
I see my reflection in his misery, I feel his pain like mine, perhaps our experiences with love have been the same, we both loved and lost. But where I have, time and again managed to pick up pieces of my life and heart and walked on, he is still standing where he was, struggling in pain and desperately wanting to be relieved from it yet hesitant or too proud to ask for it.
Perhaps a paradox of sorts but how do I explain it to him that what is life without pain and what is the fun of living it when you cannot walk with pride each time you stumble. Why accept defeat and turn cold when you have innumerable opportunities of succeeding yet another time? Why protect yourself from the unknown and the unseen when you can marvel something that is just before you? Why reject compassion and friendships just for false pride where in you are craving for it deep down? How do I tell that a tear wasted for the undeserving is like wasting your worth to muck? Is all this worth it?
I am still not sure what I am saying but I see a man before me who behind his cold camouflage is weak, venerable and alone. Perhaps very insecure and unsure of himself, wanting to reach out to the bright light but hesitant of being burnt and rejected once again.
If only I could tell him, “come here my friend and rest your soul in my arms, I assure you that you will sleep in peace. It is my promise to you that when you wake up, it will be a brighter tomorrow and despite the challenges that will come your way you will emerge stronger and more compassionate. Throw your mask and face the world because no one has the capacity to hurt you anymore!”
Dear diary, I know these words might never reach him as I do not have the courage to tell him but I am a bit relieved that you listen to me patiently. Thank you!
I will not say good-bye because I know I will come again and this time I hope I have the answers to a few of my questions.
“My journey with you began with grief, I was at crossroads when you came along
We moved along, sometimes separately, only to come back and walk together
Today when I look back I realise how little I knew of you only to swell with pride that you chose me as your confidant.
My dear friend, I cry for you and love you with all my heart, come surrender your soul in me.”