i have forgotten where you came from, where i met you. how could i be so naive, think you were deferent! the fact of the matter is that this emotional response is nothing new and i am learning to move on. i am learning to see it and walk away before anyone, namely myself, gets way to deep!
the thing that haunts me is how different you have not made life. i am more accustomed to my life belonging to nothing but that one focus. from when my head raises up off my bed till i lay it down again, my mind is scattered with thoughts of you.
i am being molded, re-created, re-invented with your love....
if faith was only as important as love...
the thing that haunts me is how different you have not made life. i am more accustomed to my life belonging to nothing but that one focus. from when my head raises up off my bed till i lay it down again, my mind is scattered with thoughts of you.
i am being molded, re-created, re-invented with your love....
if faith was only as important as love...