You know how when you're in a car and it's pouring rain, you go under a bridge and everything stops. Everything goes silent and it's almost peaceful. Then you finally get out from under the bridge and everything hits you a little harder than before.
You were my bridge.
I think we feel it the most at night because at the end of the day our hearts just want to be home, but our homes aren’t always where we rest our heads.
Used to think communication was a key until i realized comprehension is. You can communicate all u want with someone but if they don’t understand you or refuse to understand, communication is useless.
People don't realize how much strength it takes to pull your own self out of a dark place mentally. So, if you've done that today or any day, I'm proud of you.