And the story goes something like this..

Twenty years from now, I am going to look back and remember that there were those few people who could turn every frown into a smile in a few simple words. Those people who lifted my head when I was losing faith in myself. Those few people who carried tears on their shoulders after every fight, every break up, every death. The people who always knew what I was feeling by the look on my face. The few who accepted who I was when everyone else laughed in my face. Those people that accepted every decision I made believing I’d make the right decisions. The few who knew who I really was. Those people that made the biggest difference in my life. The ones who were my strength through hard times. My best friends.