Dear Stranger,
With every ounce of honesty I had in my heart, I wanna thank
For the eyes that listened to me.
For the ears that understood me
For the curls that hold me
For the embrace that freed me.
With every ounce of hypocrisy I had in my mind, I wanted to fall
For the eyes that lured me.
For the ears that spoke to me
For the curls that kissed me
For the elegance that showed me,
The part of me I stopped loving is waiting for me to love back.
Thank you for making my soul, and mind sing a hymn of my heart.
Thank you for being the kind I feel fortunate to meet with.
Thank you for being YOU.
and thank you for being KIND.
For the memorable Nigerian that inspired me to feel these waves.
And hope this call inspires others to be grateful for strangers who didn't shy away to be there for them.
- Indian.
THE END.
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Lazywriter41
A spiritual being caught in between heaven, earth, and hell.
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Comments (3)
Love this gratitude piece! Sometimes we don't know where kindness can come from.
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"The part of me I stopped loving is waiting for me to love back." Wow - that line is beautiful