When everything is hard, and everyone seems to be against you.
Times when you’ll feel numb, when crying is not an option, when screaming will not help.
There will be times when life is going to be messy and fucked-up,
And when those times come, I am going to be your North.
Your pit stop, your shadow in the burning heat. The place where you’ll find cookies, ice cream, and a hug.
The place where you’ll find a cold beer and non-judgmental eyes.
And when that time comes, you come home to this.
We’ll be your safe place,
When that time comes
We’ll wait with you for it to pass.