(no subject)
I thought possibly I could be the strong one
The one to build you up
The one to hold you through long dark nights
The one whose shoulder would be wet
The one who would cradle and care
The one who would see your anguish, pain and rejection
But not show it
The one who would let you be you and love you for it
The one who would understand, listen and hear
The one who would speak
The one who would be brave
The one who would be the fighter
The one who would be there every moment for you
Little did I know
This is what you would become to me