How do you do that? You always make me feel better. You always make me feel normal. You never fail to comfort me with all your honest and simple words. They never fail to touch a nerve and make it move with shared emotions. You seem to see right through me, read behind these eyes without even looking at them. You always say the things I never had the courage to utter. The screaming truth I cowardly refused to blurt out. The silent issues I never meant to argue with anyone.
Could you be a soul mate? I know that’s a ridiculous thing to say, but I can’t help but think that way. You seem to know me too well, and I you. We seem to have the same way of thinking, the same way of looking at things, the same way of feeling too much. Or maybe I’m just mistaken. But one thing I am certain. You will always be a part of my life, an integral part of my being.
You came into my life when I was in the middle of chaos, a lower-than-low scenario. And you picked me up from that mess of all messes and made me think again, breathe again, feel again. You made me feel alive again, certain of few things about myself. You made me feel real again, fixed on that ground I chose to stand in. An invisible hand gripped mine and pulled me up, saving me from falling down the darkest of pit. A voice from a very distant place but sounded too close caught my ears. It kept on ringing in my head, kept on healing me. And it keeps on doing so until this day. I know you need some healing too. And I wish to help you with that just as you’ve been doing to me for the longest time. But I think that would be impossible. I hope I can tell you that you’re not alone. Never. Just as you’ve been telling me all this time.
So, thank you. For everything. For being you. I love you.
Advance Happy Birthday to you, too. May you continue inspiring people and lifting up spirits through your music.
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