We are both a litte

We are both a litte messed up, a little dead in the head. We both have messed up lives that no one seems to care about, but can we care about eachother's? I help you, and you help me. I can't promise I'll always have advice but I will listen, nod, and smile. And give you a hug when you feel you are falling to pieces. I will hold you together in my arms. I'll tell you my secrets if you tell me yours. And I will know your head. Knowing your body language and tone before you even recognize the change. I'll be your other half. Be strong for not just yourself but me also. I love you. -Emily

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