Stranger

A complete and utter stranger made me smile for a few days. Does that make me pathetic? That I'm searching for you—pieces of you in every person I meet—No, not pieces of you, pieces of the way you made me feel, the smiles you made me smile and the tears you made me shed. For without you, I'm numb.

I need to feel something, some how, but I haven't an idea how. That is why I'm searching for pieces of the way you made me feel, because I know I'll never find the whole thing.

So, thank you, Stranger. You gave me something, you made me feel something I haven't felt in a long time. Contentment. Maybe even happiness. And for that, I will forever be grateful.