The friend who can be silent with us in a moment of despair or confusion, who can stay with us in an hour of grief and bereavement, who can tolerate not knowing… not healing, not curing… that is a friend who cares.
I wish its explanable. I wish I could spell them out to everyone.
Its all screwed up. Everything turns out to be a misunderstanding.
I don't know how to voice 'em out to ya'all anymore I guess..
