I Have Somone Who Inspired Me
Ode To A... Today... was a turning point.
It was nothing special. It was a rather ordinary moment, subtle, and fleeting. For the first time since I've met her, the beginning of this semester, I was able to meet her gaze from a close distance and look her in the eyes, those big, beautiful, warm brown eyes, as she gave me feedback on my paper, with a furrowed brow and a soft, gentle, friendly smile. And I don't think I'll ever be the same.
Today, I was inspired. Inspired to change myself. For too long, I've been in a rut. I've been lazy, lifeless, pitiful. I kept expecting things to change, to get better on their own. And when I got past that feeling, I felt that it was too late to do anything, I was set in my ways, so why try to change me now? But today, I changed. Or rather, she changed me.
Why try to change? For her. To make me believe, that I could ever deserve someone like her. True, I guess I don't really know her that well; all I know is what I see of her in class, and what I've read of her work. I may be building her up, to this fanciful ideal that probably doesn't exist, but I don't care. What I do know, is that she's intelligent, articulate, warm, friendly, and one of the most ordinarily beautiful girls I've ever seen. I want to better myself, to be worthy of her, both the real person that she is, and the idea of her I have in my head; she makes me want to be a better person.
Today, she has unknowingly inspired me to aspire for more, for something greater. One day, I hope she will know the effect she will have had on my life. The drive to become healthier. The will and inspiration to realize and capture my dream of becoming a serious writer. The courage to be unafraid to take risks or to fall on my face. The strength to get back up when I fall down. Thursday may be the last time I see her. It's a bittersweet feeling. I'm disappointed to part with her company, as I love having class with her, and listening to her wonderful thoughts and opinions. Yet I'm happy, happy that I've had the chance to know the wise, willful, wonderful woman.Thank you, A, for all that you've inspired in me today. You may not know what you've given me, or the debt of gratitude I am sure to owe you, but someday... I hope you shall.
It was nothing special. It was a rather ordinary moment, subtle, and fleeting. For the first time since I've met her, the beginning of this semester, I was able to meet her gaze from a close distance and look her in the eyes, those big, beautiful, warm brown eyes, as she gave me feedback on my paper, with a furrowed brow and a soft, gentle, friendly smile. And I don't think I'll ever be the same.
Today, I was inspired. Inspired to change myself. For too long, I've been in a rut. I've been lazy, lifeless, pitiful. I kept expecting things to change, to get better on their own. And when I got past that feeling, I felt that it was too late to do anything, I was set in my ways, so why try to change me now? But today, I changed. Or rather, she changed me.
Why try to change? For her. To make me believe, that I could ever deserve someone like her. True, I guess I don't really know her that well; all I know is what I see of her in class, and what I've read of her work. I may be building her up, to this fanciful ideal that probably doesn't exist, but I don't care. What I do know, is that she's intelligent, articulate, warm, friendly, and one of the most ordinarily beautiful girls I've ever seen. I want to better myself, to be worthy of her, both the real person that she is, and the idea of her I have in my head; she makes me want to be a better person.
Today, she has unknowingly inspired me to aspire for more, for something greater. One day, I hope she will know the effect she will have had on my life. The drive to become healthier. The will and inspiration to realize and capture my dream of becoming a serious writer. The courage to be unafraid to take risks or to fall on my face. The strength to get back up when I fall down. Thursday may be the last time I see her. It's a bittersweet feeling. I'm disappointed to part with her company, as I love having class with her, and listening to her wonderful thoughts and opinions. Yet I'm happy, happy that I've had the chance to know the wise, willful, wonderful woman.Thank you, A, for all that you've inspired in me today. You may not know what you've given me, or the debt of gratitude I am sure to owe you, but someday... I hope you shall.
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