one broken summer… one beautiful moment…
The Summer of 97`
was rough man…
like couldn’t get any worse…
far as the heart goes…
go read my story First Love
and you will get it… 😁
…but now looking back…
it was beautiful…
So I did three things that summer…
went to work…
played my guitar…
hung out with friends…
killing everything with drugs and alcohol…
straight up gunning my life down…
At the time… I was living in a downstairs apartment…
in the burbs of Atlanta…
That summer… I spent many a day and night…
many an hour…
sitting on the edge of my bed…
right in front of an open window…
strumming my strings…
singing my blues away…
learning new songs…
holding fast to old ones…
I had just finished a concert to myself lol…
when I heard a soft hello…
Then I looked… and there —
at my window —
was the beautiful face
that belonged to the voice…
She lived in the neighborhood…
I didn’t know her…
With my guitar still in my hands…
we talked — through the screen —
She was kind… honest…
open…
She told me that for a month…
she would pass by my window…
hoping I would be there…
singing…
playing…
She told me how much she looked forward to it…
how the music helped her…
because she was dealing with much in her life…
She said she would lean against my building…
beside my window…
just out of sight…
listen for a while…
breathe in deep…
she said my feelings —
that I was giving away in those songs —
she recognized them…
as her own…
She said she’d get lost in my songs…
forget things…
for a little while…
I’ve never had a better compliment…
So I told her…
my window… was her window…
my song… was her song…
and she was welcome… anytime…
…….<~|🜔|~>→🪟→♪♪~…….<~|*|~>→|[]|→~~~♪~ `.°~ @’~~~
While writing this I listened to the album Kerosene Hat by Cracker… from 1993…
She was definitely… a hidden gem… from the b-side… 😎`’.,
Heart of Loia `'.°~ 
Maaann…. I got chills… was she real?
Did she ever visit you again?
Or just… faded away and I sensed some emotions… 🫣♥️
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Yeah… she was real.. that’s a true story… I saw her a few more times… she’d say hello and stuff.. sometimes I’d see her outside and I’d say hello… I think she continued to come by and listen… but she disappeared… I’m not sure if she moved or what… but I never saw her again…
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That’s a comfort then. 🤝 It’s clear she must have found as much warmth in your music as we find in your words!!
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Awwwwww… you just got me with that… thank you… dearly.. such a beautiful comment…
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🌷😇 anytime 🙌
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She wanted more than to listen but I wasn’t feeling it… I wasn’t over the prior one… haha… another place and time maybe…… she was really nice…
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godly moments…
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Yes.. for sure… so long ago… but tonight… so close… thank you…
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Running to gym but I must answer later!! This got me! 😁❤️
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Ok… we’ll all be here… 😁
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Beautiful write loia
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Thank you… Supergirl… 🦸♀️❤️🔥
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Ok I’m back. I wonder if there are angels. Wait I know there are but maybe she was sent to bring a message that your music touches people. You clearly have a gift of music by both playing it and sharing your soul through it.
Not everyone we meet is meant to stay. Maybe she was a messenger of sorts.
Love this story. ❤️😁
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Wow… that’s very interesting… got me thinking… thank you much… I’m glad you enjoyed it… 😁
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