You make me braver
you don't just tell me about yourself when I say my problem
you just tell me how I should handle it
you make me laugh so I am not so scared
you tell me the truth if I am being dumb about something
you let me talk and talk and talk
you let me complain and then you make it better
you have always been there for me, and I am great full for that
I only wish I could do what you suggest but you can't always be there when I need you to just push me that way, some day I will just have to be brave and take the first few steps.
someday real soon I hope...
Wednesday, August 6, 2008
You.
Posted by Elizabeth at 11:01 AM
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