the hero in you

"Heroes didn't leap tall buildings or stop bullets with an outstretched hand; they didn't wear boots and capes. They bled, and they bruised, and their superpowers were as simple as listening, or loving. Heroes were ordinary people who knew that even if their own lives were impossibly knotted, they could untangle someone else's. And maybe that one act could lead someone to rescue you right back"

There are a few amongst us, who are special-er than special.
Not special as in body-duplication, bullet-proof, super-flexibility, flying-man, glow-in-the-dark, heat-vision, immortality kind of special.

Im talking about the ability to be selfless.

To be trapped in a building that's on fire, to know that any second of delay could lead to the next piece of the roof falling on top of you, but still turning back & running deeper into the building to save that man you've never seen before in your life.

I'm talking about standing up and taking the blame for a friend, because you know that you can afford it more than your friend. Because you'd still like to see that smile on his/her face. Because you know this is what friends are for.

I'm talking about having a million thoughts in your heads, problems piled up, unsolved. Frustrated, about-to-break-down, ready-to-burst kind of anger. But yet being able to hold it all in, and really Listen, when your friends tell you about their problems. And really stop to think. To put aside your own problems, your own worries, and help wipe the frown off someone's elses face first.

I'm talking about that kind of selflessness.

I'm talking about Heroes like that.