When you are that kind of woman who is always there for others, you feel a lot. You have depths within you. You give without a second thought, tearing pieces of your soul into the smallest fragments to make sure everyone else is okay.
You hurt and ache just like everyone else and wondering if someone will give you that same kind of love you freely give to others. You wondering if there will be a day when someone asks you how you are coping or how you are feeling without an agenda.
You find your strength in other places than human beings. You find it in your solitude and your hoping in your daydreams. You build yourself up.
See, sometimes the woman who smiles the biggest and laughs the loudest holds the biggest hurt. That woman who wipes the tears of others cries in solitude and wants to be told that she is appreciated. She carries the weight of the world on her shoulders even when she doesn’t have to. A woman who is there for others has a rare heart; a heart of empathy and kindness.