Analysis of Breath In Braille

I miss how you would worry
Through the smiles we would speak
I miss how I would simply know
That you were in love with me

But now I breath in braille
To read your micro thoughts
I never hear a difference
Because we speak not really talk

I can feel the way you struggle
And how much hurt you have
I can sense the soft exhaustion
But I have no idea how bad

Your headaches how they blister
And bleed on ever word
The day you say your hurting
I won't believe what I have heard