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That moment I realised I have friends. That moment I realised I had people that care about me. That moment I realised I was emotionally attached to people other then my family. People that I entrusted with my heart, entrusted them with a piece, trust them not to tear that little piece I gave them apart.

It's hard for me to entrust people with my heart, I am constantly afraid that they'll break it and that the little piece they had will turn into just another gaping black hole. But for now, I'll trust them, because I think, I know, that they won't hurt me. They tell me I'm strong, even though I can't see that, they tell me that they will always be there for me when I need them and I tell them I'm fine, but they know I'm not and I end up telling them what's wrong anyway. I turn to them when I need help, I turn to them when I need cheering up and I turn to them when I am happy and just want to talk for no reason. The same thing goes the other way around, I will always be there when they need me, when they need help, when they need cheering up and when they are happy and just want to talk for no reason.

Frankly, I am the type of person that cares more for others then I care for myself, they seem to know that and they seem to control that, I don't care, I feel as if I'm usefull around them. I feel like I'm constantly floating on a cloud. It's hard to hold my balance and I fall frequently, but they catch me and lift me up again, I do the same in return, that's what friends are for. Because that moment I realised I am needed and that I don't want to live my life any other way.

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That moment I realised I have friends. That moment I realised I had people that care about me. That moment I realised I was emotionally attached to people other then my family. People that I entrusted with my heart, entrusted them with a piece, trust them not to tear that little piece I gave them apart.

It's hard for me to entrust people with my heart, I am constantly afraid that they'll break it and that the little piece they had will turn into just another gaping black hole. But for now, I'll trust them, because I think, I know, that they won't hurt me. They tell me I'm strong, even though I can't see that, they tell me that they will always be there for me when I need them and I tell them I'm fine, but they know I'm not and I end up telling them what's wrong anyway. I turn to them when I need help, I turn to them when I need cheering up and I turn to them when I am happy and just want to talk for no reason. The same thing goes the other way around, I will always be there when they need me, when they need help, when they need cheering up and when they are happy and just want to talk for no reason.

Frankly, I am the type of person that cares more for others then I care for myself, they seem to know that and they seem to control that, I don't care, I feel as if I'm usefull around them. I feel like I'm constantly floating on a cloud. It's hard to hold my balance and I fall frequently, but they catch me and lift me up again, I do the same in return, that's what friends are for. Because that moment I realised I am needed and that I don't want to live my life any other way.