Isn't it satisfying when a friend depicts your woes way better than you, yourself?
No, No, apart from always being on-your-own- self attitude, really, doesn't it feel to be the blessed one?
Knowing that someone actually knows the on goings beneath that skin, someone who hears the crumbling soul singing lullaby to its ownself, someone who can see you cleanse the offscouring spread in your nerves, someone who doesn't try to help you fix those lacerated vessels of yours but stays by your side and boosts you to heal them up on your own, someone whose smile grows wider and whose eyes shine brighter when he sees you grow bolder & better, someone who lets you sail the sinking boat of your soul alone and himself sits back at the rear without the fear of getting drowned, someone you know, for sure, is never going to leave your side, someone who promises you forevers and proves 'em right, or someone who holds up the wilting hopes of yours like an unseen and umpteen support.
Tell me, isn't it pacifying? to know that someone in the world is still trying to caulk your dripping heart. After a life long struggle of always understanding others, Isn't it fortifying to be finally understood? Isn't it satisfying?
