Ever been in a situation when you receive a message from the person you love the most in the world, you read it in the morning, and then as the day goes by, you start to realize that this may very well be the last time you are ever going to hear from them? That this message may be the last message you ever going to receive from them? And then the night approaches, and your fear starts to turn into reality when you still don't receive any reply.. God it's killing me, why I'm not dead yet? Or am I alive?
Sometimes in life we just need smeone who will be there for us. Someone who will listen. Someone who will understand that we're not perfect.
