She sits beside me as i cry. somehow giving me all the advise i need. but not saying a word. she speeks deeply with wisdom guiding me in the right direction. i feel like every door has been slammed in my face, and shes there to open her heart, without question. she looks at me and see's my sorrow not my face. every-one around me is at arms reach and shes there huggin me tightly. i look up to her and yet she looks up to me...
but what do i have to offer her?
