Have you ever met someone, really nice? And I do not mean one of those "Nice" guys who pretend to be your friend. A person that respect you as you are. Someone you can trust, count on and get to know a little more, day by day. Not those persons that respect you for one day, but a friend who always stand by your side. I am not one of those people. I am a bad person. All that time. All that terrible time, when I thought I had none. He was there. Trying to comfort me. I completely oversaw him. When I opened my eyes. I saw my terrible actions. I saw myself, crying every day, every hour on his shoulder. He wiped my tears away. As he lightned me up, I got conrol over myself. I moved on. Literally.