My Guardian Angel

Have you ever noticed how some problems get worse because people are too insecure to tell the truth about how they feel? Or they let their pride get in the way? Just anything where people can't be completely honest...

It hurts the best of us.

And that's one of the reasons why I don't care if you think I'm weak. I don't care if you think I'm too needy because I'm not. I'm strong because I'm willing to risk saying how I really feel to make things work out. Either way, at least I'm honest. I know where to draw the line, but sometimes, you just have to let it go and be honest.

There are nights when I want to turn to someone. There are days when I want to make new friends and tell them everything- whether or not I've already told my closer friends about those things. But normally, there is no one I'm willing to call, for one reason or another...

We don't talk every day, but there are certain days when I want to talk to you... so I do. And it cheers me up. It's weird because I feel like we're so similar. It's like I'm venting to someone with such similar thoughts I would have in that position, but you word them out way better than I ever could. It's like that thing where you can help someone easily with a problem, but when you have the same problem later on, you can barely help yourself.

You've always been there. You never let me down. You never disappointed me. And you lift me up when no one else really can... either because they just can't understand or don't even try... But you're there. And I'm absolutely thankful. You're like an older brother, but more importantly, you're like a guardian angel. My guardian angel.