Baby, you make me believe.

 Tears, streaming down my face. I feel defeated. I just want to curl up in bed and stay there until the feeling passes. I want so dearly to give up. As I put my face into my hands, I notice my ring. I look down it and read what it says "Believe". My bestfriend who died four years ago gave me this ring. I recieved in the mail a month after he died. A note was attached. It only had  17 words. "Even when you don't believe in yourself, know that no matter where I am, I believe in you." This memory, is like a flicker of flame... but a fire can't survive without something to burn. You are the fuel for my inner fire. What keeps it from dying, what has the ability to make it big and powerful. Your what I need. You feed the fire within me. Chad always believed in me, but it means more to me to know that you believe in me now.. and that you are still here. Everyone else that has said that, I just couldn't help but doubt them. But you... you I trust. I know you believe in me, so I shall believe in myself. Cuz I love you and I know that you will be there always. I will not give up. When they kick me down, I will get back up and be stronger than before. For with your love, I will not surrender. I will believe. In our love, in your faith, in myself.