talk to me about your problems, what you're going through, and i swear i try the best i can, just
you, when you can't breathe or think, telling me how you're feeling. how could i give you advice or try to help when i can barely fathom my own mind betraying me like that? i give you the best words i can, you're not stupid and it's not your fault and i care but does it help? i know that your friends that care about you over there can help too.
you, when sadness sometimes crushes down on your shoulders, indescribably so, but i know how it feels. i don't know how to deal with it either, but i swear i mean my i care for yous and it's okays and don't worrys. i pray that you can feel my words as the hug i desperately want to wrap you up in.
you, when you tell me you think you're not smart enough, you made a mistake choosing one of the hardest fields to master, or that it's all too much. we've known each other long enough to understand how much more i mean when i say i love you and i believe in you and you'll make it through. i've seen you pull it off far too many times to give up on you now. i want you to let me be here for you this time.
you can talk to me and i'll give you words and hugs and emotions. i hope, dear god i hope it's enough.
a/n this is meant for 3 different ppl i shOuldve mentioned
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