She was the kind of girlfriend god gives you young, so you’ll know loss for the rest of your life.
It kinda sucks because I have to go through what the others go through but yet in actual fact I really am not obliged to… so what the hell am I doing?
I loved you religiously,
I loved you until
I no longer believed.
I am figuring out which parts of my personality are mine
and which ones I created to please you.
Remind me gently, Oh Lord, what it means to have a heart that breaks like Yours; but if it cannot be gentle, I beg that You walk with me in the pain of Your answer, so that I may know not only Your goodness, but also Your face.
Sometimes all you need to do is just sit and watch the storm roll by, patiently waiting for the calm and warmth to return.