Here, take it.

Here are my hands,
to hold yours
if you feel like
walking around the park at midnight.

Here are my shoulders,
that you could lean on
when you feel like
hiding your emotions from the world.

Here are my arms,
ready to hug you
in a manner that it might lessen
the troubles stuck within you.

Here are my ears
that will never get tired,
open for long conversations
to listen to your frustrations.

and

Here, take my heart,
go and get pieces for your puzzles,
your shattered pieces
and make yours whole again.

Even if it means, I’ll be the broken one,
As long as you are whole, I will feel complete.