You're like a tree. Very tall, at times dependable, and for some reason you're just there. You don't try, yet you succeed. You don't do anything, yet you get it all. Funny to say that I'm jealous of you sometimes, my friend.

It's alright though. It's understandable. We all have to do things to get things. I'll just have to keep on looking up to you, until I can become someone just like you.