To the one that cried for me, not with me.

You gave me your bed,
so I could lay down and ask myself what I did wrong.
You gave me your hand,
to squeeze tight when I wanted to scream.
You gave me your shoulder,
for all the times I couldn't hold it in anymore.
You gave me your stash of make-it-all-better snacks,
when I felt sick to my stomach but needed to eat my feelings.
You gave me your time,
when someone couldn't spare the time of day.
You gave me my confidence back,
even when I didn't (and still don't) believe that I am beautiful.
You gave me my reality,
showing me the good I had left when my world collapsed.
You gave me strength,
even when I just wanted to drop and weep into darkness.
You gave me a good slap in the face,
when even I knew I was being irrational.
You gave me a support system,
for all the times I needed someone to hold me up.
You gave me hope
that there was always tomorrow.
You gave me a friend,
when my so-called best friend disappeared.
You gave me a sister,
but one who couldn't judge me and tell me to stop whining cuz she can't live with it.
But above all, you gave me myself
when I thought someone walked away with everything I was
and left nothing but a shadow of me behind.
You gave me the colors to be me again.
And for that, I am proud to say: I love you, soul sista. :')

Shout out to my girl! You know who you are ;)