Sad and happy.
Your love never changes - it never began and never will end, and it yearningly calls your unlistening, ungrateful child. I'm broken, I'm sorry, I'm shame, I'm sin.
Even when I cannot look at myself, you love me still the same, allowing rebirth and growth to be created from my mistakes.
You, you are, you are love.
I cry with my chest hurting and hollowed because the things I seek in this passing world do not even compare to what has always been there from You.
I'm sorry.
I want to let go of the past, to be whole, to be broken to be broken(to let love flow), to live in compassion and selflessness. To follow.
Even when I cannot look at myself, you love me still the same, allowing rebirth and growth to be created from my mistakes.
You, you are, you are love.
I cry with my chest hurting and hollowed because the things I seek in this passing world do not even compare to what has always been there from You.
I'm sorry.
I want to let go of the past, to be whole, to be broken to be broken(to let love flow), to live in compassion and selflessness. To follow.
1 Comments:
aww, darling, it is tough, but the beauty of it is that you don't have to go through it alone. you have people who love youuuuu. kekeke. =P
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