Il vous aime.
Now I just have to let myself be beautiful.
I feel like I’ve lost something, but I can’t remember what. Like some part of my life is out of it’s proper place, it’s out of synch, and I’m not quite sure how to fix it. Or where to even start. And I’m thankful. Because I know it’s just a feeling. And I know I’ll be okay. There is so much to a day.
When I look over all the moments I’ve collected throughout my lifetime I see the evidence of God’s existence. I see the evidence of His love.
Bring on the evidence of my life.– Greg Laswell-What a Day
Don`t you just love all of this I love all of...
Step one: Set me on fire. Step two: Walk clean away. I won`t burn long, and...– In Fact-Gregory and the Hawk
I would like to love a someone who knows me. Not just knows the me that everyone can see, but the me that I know. the one with all the romantic thouhts and mixed up memories. The me that dwells deep in my heart. The me that lives in the quiet corners of my mind. I would like to open up this clammy shell of an exterior and reveal to my beloved someone the pearl inside. I am searching for a...
Because even though it hurts me, it's nice to see...
I know I do this to myself. I can't even be angry...
but why do I hold on so tightly? Can you answer that question for me? Because then I might be able to let go. A task that seems so impossible. I can’t help but look after you.
and that is why I'm grateful.
I’m glad I can know that God loves me unconditionally, because sometimes I find myself to be so unlovable. I embaress myself. I am so terribley desperate. So very, very desperate. Sometimes my eyes are secretly sad. Sometimes I must force myself to smile, to laugh. And I need some love to hold on to.
What comes is better than what came before. So you better come to me. You...– Cat Power - I Found a Reason
I yearn for someone to mention your name, just so...
The smell of summer.
I just love the smell of summer. It speaks of sun, of warmth, and of yellow afternoons that stretch on to the horizon and never seem to end. It makes me want to be eight years old again, so I can run outside with my brother, open up my imagination, and find spilling from it an endless amount of games. I want to race popsicle sticks down the streams on our street. The streams being created by...
Were you anything? You were everything. But was I...
How did these circumstances change so drastically?
The moment was fleeting and slightly hazy, but beautiful in all it’s fullness. It was discreetly joyful. I cherished it for a brief second, holding it tightly to my self, and then I forgot it, as these moments are so frequently forgotten.They are everyday perfections that blur together to create a lifetime of insignifigant and yet invaluable memories.
You gave me everything I ever wanted, except for...
No matter what I do.
I tell myself I don’t miss you. But I do. I tell myself we are not my fault. I don’t believe it. I tell myself I don’t need you. Perhaps that is true. But I can’t stop myself from wanting you.
I haven't forgiven myself for your silence.
I want that innocently true kind of love.
Whatever you do in your life will be insignificant, but it is very important...– Ghandi
Everyone says that love hurts, but that’s not true. Loneliness hurts....
Of Dancing Fingers and Memories.
Tonight I only want to sit and ponder, even though my name is constantly being called to move. Maybe it’s because I am finally somewhat alone for the first time in what seems like forever. Maybe it’s because my life is simply bursting with a million subjects to consider. Maybe it’s because this twilight sky is making me ache with memories of you. We used to sit so nicely...
A thousand pieces of glass.
I have been feeling so frustrated lately. So out of control. Like I’m trying to hold so tightly on to these pieces of my life. Like I’m the only one that can keep everything from breaking apart. Shattering like my heart could so easily shatter. Everything seems so insecure so often. But then there are these moments where I can so clearly see the Lord’s love in my life. Where I...
And your dreams they don’t stay in your mind. They are hiding in the...– Azure Ray - How Will You Survive