
Apparently this feeling inside me is starting to build up for this one person. So to whom who may concern, I hope to see you in the future :)
When you come to me with your problem I listen. Just listen. I don’t tell you my opinion or criticize the way you think. I try to cheer you up and make you feel better. You cheer up. You stop your thought of self-destruction and stop crying. You can breathe again.
When she comes to you with her problems you are there for her. You smile, hug her, and tell her everything will be okay.
I may not be as outgoing, or pretty as her, but don’t I deserve that too? Who am I supposed to turn to when I’m sad?
Or maybe, you just don’t care.