They're with you when your soul is turned to ashes and your heart is smashed to pieces. When you think your wings can't possibly soar any higher, they take your hand and pull you up past the clouds. They're with you when the ground begins to give in beneath you. They take you under their wing. That shield you, scold you, protect you, and challenge you. They're the people you should always value the highest. They're your friends. No, they're your family. The only vinculation missing is the blood flowing through your veins but don't worry; they were drenched in yours while picking you up from the misfortune you were in.
