Moments we dread, are unkempt moments of sadness. A feeling so empty, so bare. We feel alone and lost. Without guidance, nor a single, shining light. To another being, this is a moment of perfectness. When one feels this emptiness, you truly see, they are real. No true being is entirely happy at any given time. Yet in their moment of sorrow, you may remind them. You love them. Their moment of weakness, is your moment of strength. Your strength to help them overcome any mountain, of any sort. Your strength to fill their emptiness, strength to be, one to inspire them.