She....

She travels with me..
She has been a silent spectator of my life.
She speaks to me.
She listens to me.
She feels the wind on her face, when I feel it on mine.
She has basked in the sun with me.
She has rattled in the cold with me.
She has soaked in the rain with me.
She has heard me laugh.
She has felt my silent tears.
She was with me when I was sick.
She has travelled my world and its narrow outskirts.
She traversed untread paths and emerged unscathed.
She has been my chariot in times of war.
She has been my companion when I had someone
She is my companion when I have none…

Someone want to read through my transparency and tell me who SHE is?