Got this little black rock in my hand
It’s so cold, it hurts
But to think of everything I went through that got me here
To this point where I hold this stone and smile
She’d be so proud of me
The one who gifted it to me
“Take it” she said
“Let it remind you”
And it does remind me of the shit I went through
But it gives me faith
Gives me courage
Reminds me that I am loved
And now it’s actually happening!
That dream I told her about
It’s happening
And yeah I got my people that share my blood hating
But I don’t give a fuck
‘Cause it’s happening
Insha’Allah
God’s looking out for me man
He is
He’s there
You just gotta pray hard enough
Mean it from the bottom of your heart
And he’ll find you
Thank you to the little Indian woman
Who was a complete stranger
But who I shared my life and pain with for the best part of a year
I love you Rashmi
If you even remember me
You got me here today.
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