Just be there. Let me cry into your chest until I am literally exhausted from the effort and drift off to sleep. But it's not the same. The bond is not the type of bond I'm looking for. The bond that doesn't need words.
People talk too much.
And until I find it, there will always be pieces of me hidden from everybody. Yes I have two. I needed a place to be me. So I started my other journal. Some of you already know about it.