What is a gift?
It’s a form of matter transformation that is directed from one person to an other
When you give a part of your time then you give part of your life
When you give a part of your attention then you give part of your thoughts
When you give a part of your laugh or cry then you give part of your soul
When you give a part of your positions then you are give part of your existence
When you love someone so much then you want to give them all you have,
Heart, mind and soul
There are people that are only apart of your path in life and there are people who are your true destination
My north star, where would I’ve been without your light….
I want to give you something, the best I can give of time
The best I can give of attention, the best I can give of positions,
Cause no one deserves as you
I look into my life and I know how truly I am blessed with your presence
In you a strength that pulls me through, genuine that makes me bold, and kindness that weakens and shake me to the core
I look up to you, did you know that?
The things you taught me by just being you, the shine that you’ve shed on my life the joy that you bring to my heart, there are humans who are not capable to ever bring one of them and yet you bring them all together so effortlessly
May god protect you my sweet Angel, I thank god for the ever bless of having you,
My greatest fear that cause we are only friends that the bond we have may end, but after all those years I know in my heart that what we share is far stronger than any bond could ever provide I wish that you know what you are to me,
Sitting in a hospital coffee shop, on a table waiting for my coffee to be ready, and I see a blind old man led by an Indian, must be his driver, feelings of anger rushed in to me, and I say to myself, could he have no one in his world to take his hand, how could someone he pays for worry about him, care about him, be gentle with him, or at least talk to him, and I looked again, this time the Indian left him standing there by him self as a hand slipped under his arm, standing close, lips whispering words and there he was a young man holding him leading the way walking by his side, and the care is overflowing, I couldn’t help but smile
That’s you to me Maryam :*
I love you,
Maha
