We all need a shoulder to cry on, to lean on, where love and care
is plenty and ample, without any conditions laid. A corner in the
room of life where we feel no need to pretend, no need to pull a
mask on the face, as there is unconditional love and care in that
place. Where love is given to the soul and not to the body, where
love at its purest form dwells in somebody.
I needed a mother, a support, a shoulder to cry on.