“Don’t try to change me… just love me the way I am.”
Thandiwe took it. Their fingers brushed. “Which song?” Lucky Dube - Love Me -The Way I Am-
That song, Love Me The Way I Am , was his secret prayer. He’d listen to the lyrics about acceptance, about not demanding change from a lover, and his chest would ache. He imagined a woman who would see past his limp, past his face, into the careful, gentle man who stitched beauty into seams. “Don’t try to change me… just love me the way I am
“You’re not eating alone tonight,” she said. Love Me The Way I Am