I Express Myself Through Writing

Today I found a friend, who knew everything I felt. He knew my weakness and the problems I’ve been dealt. He understood my wonders and listened to my dreams. He listened to how I felt about life and love and knew what it all means. Not once did he interrupt me or tell me I was wrong. He understood what I was going through and promised he’d stay long. I reached out to this friend to show him I care. To pull him close and let him know how much I needed him there. I went to hold his hand and pull him a bit nearer, and I realized this perfect friend I’d found was nothing but a mirror. Shannen Wrass