I don't have anything inspiring to say but I will shed a tear for you.
I am not the strongest person I know but I can be strong when you need me to be.

I cry. Often. But you will never see it.

There is so much that I would like to say. Words of wisdom, compassion, love, pain. Full emotional turmoil. Yet, I have no words.

I can tell you that you will make it. That you could hurt more than you do right now but it would all just be me trying to convince myself that in the end everything will be alright.

I will do whatever you need me to. I will give my life to you. After all, I know you're worth it. I will support and help those who need me.

What am I?
Who am I?

I am a rock. I am there for others to hold on to. For others to stand on. I will lift you up out of the raging river.

And you will take pieces of me with you. For that extra support when you need it. Safe, knowing you will always have that piece.

And I will slowly wither. Giving myself to others. Becoming a memory. A little bit of security.

For how do you comfort a rock? How do you love a rock?

I can only hope that I become sand soon enough to find a body of water to love me.