6 years ago. Thursday, October 3, 2019 at 10:21 PM
One day I met a man who claimed he was broken,
Yet he made me whole.
He claimed he was weak now,
Yet he carried my burdens along with his own.
He claimed he was too tired,
Yet he read me to sleep and stayed, watching over me.
He claimed he was no longer of consequence to anyone.
How lucky for me then, to not be... anyone.