"thanks for being there"

Perhaps that is all I am ever meant to do. Simply to act the crutch to those who need support. To succor their hearts between heartbreaks but never to be truly taken in by them. I am merely the stepping stone to their next great and grand adventure. My hearts sinks at this epiphany. For how my it grieves, how it longs for a soul with whom I may love and be loved, with whom my greatest wants, wishes, desires and fears are to be confided. But nay. I fear my destiny is only to act as a support. To fall for those around me, to care for them just long enough to build their confidence so they may shed me like a skin too small and move on to the one they will really love, to one that they will not out grow but grow with. How melancholy this news is.