Beautiful…you’d think she’d have no problems.
Yet she found me on facebook…and blast my soul, I almost missed her message because it was in the “other” part of my inbox.
She then told me how she had seen my post on sp and decided to read my others..and that she enjoyed my writing and that, most importantly to me, I was an inspiration to her..to HER..to anyone. She signed her message “Just a stranger passing through”..for she thought it was weird to write me though she didnt know me.
I replied as quickly as I could, letting idiotic words and sentences tumble across my keyboard but I couldnt stress enough how much of an impact she had on my life.
She had done what I thought could never be done again…she made my day..and I successfully fought the urge to cut. I hope this doesnt sound too lesbo when i say that i’ve been thinking about her all day now..and she has yet to reply. I can close my eyes..just for today..and think that my posts meant something to someone..
Just the little things…