when your broken and find the rain falling down upon you pounding the memory of the hurt of leting someone go in to your head like a 9 pound hammer, and you cant tell the differance between tears and the rain, and all you can remember are the good times and the laughter you shared. and your heart cant stand the pain again. remember that the scars only make you who you are no matter how much your heart is breaking...
when your broken into a million lil pices, and the tears come like rain and you think it will never end. do not stop beliving in yourself. and remember I will always be here a shoulder to cry on, an ear to listen, and loving arms to hold you till the pain stops. you have my word as a friend.
