Wed, 12/28/2016 - 18:48 -- RAstal

I am not usually talking.

I prefer to listen and breathe. 

But when you spoke to me,

it was, in the least, shocking.


I am not usually smiling.

I don't really like interacting.

But when you said my name,

I found myself on the phone, dialing.


I am not usually grateful.

You opened my smile,

and made me speak and learn. 

And for that I am thankful.

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