To my Friends,
Thank you for giving me pieces of yourself on the days where the light allowed you through your shell.
Let me tell you… I am your friend when the walls creep in… when your appetite doesn’t match the food on the table… when the scale tips and the mirror frowns. I am the hug you need when the tears consume you. The ice cream and movie that allows you to forget the wrong doings.
I will not judge you, look at me… I am a product of my mistakes. Misjudged and misunderstood but still you see the colors in me that aren’t black and white. That I fail but am crazy enough to try again. And every time you know for sure i’ll get it right the 16635627199th time.
I am your friend because somehow I got lucky enough for you to be mine.
I love you!
