More than the help, the promice of help makes me feel better. Life is tough and so I need to be tough in return to survive. But, sometimes I feel like I want to be not so tough and be vulnerable in front of that special person. Sometimes I wish someone would land me a hand so I can get a little stable footing in this tumultuous ocean of harships and roadblocks in my life. Just sometimes, at the end of the day when I’m exhausted I wish there was someone who would share a quiet evening on the bench with me. Say nothing, do nothing, just exist together, so I feel I’m not alone in this world. That someone is here with me, witnessing this life I’m living.