I envy others so much; having much courage to speak. Speak up about how they actually feel. I held back for many reasons; one of it was you, & another is me. I just pretend to be okay, to be strong; but .. at times I am not; really not. I was being told of being silly, naive and so? In actual fact, it still matters. But honestly, deep down I’m glad; glad someone is there for you. & as for me; I’m still here, for you.