I cannot let this day pass without writing about a Stranger.
It's the nameday of the Stranger that I treasured the most.
A stranger that dared to talked and smiled at me in my meanest days.
A stranger that accepted and endured my impossible attitude and weirdness.
A stranger that made me realized I can give love, faith and trust more than I believed I could.
A stranger that have been with me through the good and bad times.
A stranger that have become my love, my best friend and my family.
I couldn't thank you enough to the mother that gave birth to this stranger.
As far as I can remember, this stranger was named after a former USA President -- John Fitzgerald Kennedy. He is always proud of his first name, and I also think that his parents are really notable for they gave their son an awesome name. I really like his name actually and I know I wouldn't forget this Stranger's name in this lifetime.
This stranger claimed that he saw me first in a public place while he was watching people randomly one afternoon. He said he found me interesting that day, and he found it amusing when he saw me again in the university where we graduated college. And then a cliche college love story unfolds though there's no poignant ending for it is still in progress.
He is logically a stranger to me because he's not part of my family legally, but figuratively he's a stranger that's more than a family to me. I am very lucky to found a stranger like him.
Greetings for your nameday, Stranger....
and I love you.
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| Fitzgerald |
