Mon ami...you asked me to write something for you. Anything you ask of me I will give to you freely, without anything required in return except that you listen to my words...feel them within your broken down spirit and let my love wash over you; to build a fortress to protect the beautiful woman you have always been.
Never allow your thunder to be stolen...Never allow someone unworthy to break you down. You are amazing...you give until you have nothing left and we should all be lucky to call you a friend. Hold strong to your spirit and honor your heart...let go of the ugly bullshit that someone wants to bring into your life. Never, ever allow another to destroy your giving soul.
Do you know what you have done for me...everything. You have created a safe place where I can question my life, break down, cry, scream, laugh and know that someone in this world loves me that isn't "required" to. Forever and a day we will be friends, we will share something not one person may understand but will want for themselves.
Although you may think you have not one ounce of fight left in you, I promise, you do. If you cannot defend yourself, I will fight til the death, my death, in order for you to press on. I will breathe life into your broken body, and will provide you nourishment. I will help you see just how fucking beautiful you are. Never ever doubt just what this friend will do in order to put a smile on your face.
Hang in there, my love...I am but a phone call away. Now, listen to my words...you cannot take some of what I say as truth and then justify my words away about how fabulous you are.
Breathe my broken friend...this too will pass and amazing things are right on the horizon.
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