I know that you are going through a tough patch right now. I feel like you cannot trust me enough to let me help you. You give me that secretive smile every time I ask if you are okay. But I feel that behind that secretive smile, there are unshed tears that want to come out. There is a saying that I like: 'Tears are to the soul as soap is to the body.' If you need to talk tell me. I will try to just listen and not do what I did last time, I promise. Everything gets better after a while, remember in a year things will be different.