People come and people go. But the people who stay, what do they become? They become your hero, the undoubtable giver of love, your guide. When the walls seem too high, they can break them down. When the sorrow seems too deep to uphold they keep you on your feet. When they are gone, everything leaves with them. Your heart breaks, the walls keep getting higher, and the sorrow overflows. You must become you own hero. Because in the end, you will learn that even angels fall.</3
