For a Moment

I'm sitting before a blinking cursor, starring at the emptiness of an unwritten post. So many words and thoughts to display, but no way to eloquently string them together. Just too many emotions and stories that I cannot explain, too many moments where words will never suffice. My words are too few, at least the ones I'm willing to share, so for now this is going to have to do:
 I wish my words could show you the heart break I felt as she told me her story of her inadequacy and guilt. But even then it wasn't her words, but the look in her eyes that completed the story and made myself cry.
I wanted to say something to comfort us both, but all I could say is "I'm sorry, that's rough..."
My words probably meant nothing- but the moment we touched, as I embraced her and hugged her that's when I felt pure sisterly love.
It's not what we say, or what's written in a post, it's the hugs and the tears that help us live most. It's that human connection, the moment were words are obsolete, that's when more can be said then a lifetime of words can create.