You have always been by my side, my best partner in crime. Always trying to cheer me up during my bad days.
I wish I could be as strong and bright as you, now that your sparkle is sleeping, but I’m not that good at talking. The words in my head are blurred, they sound cheap, useless and empty.
I don’t want to spit out random nonsense that won’t help you at all and it’s so hard to achieve this goal.
So here I am sitting on a church bench, hugging you and keeping together your shattered soul. Saying nothing.