I don't know what I want to do anymore. I feel like I'm committed so much I don't know how to uncommitted. A major hiccup?
since december when Brent's request for his Christmas gift -- he just wanted his wife back. So that's what I've tried harder to do. In that process I found my heartstring - a tiny silver heart on a silk thread I wear around my neck. Every time I happen to move it, it's like clicking my ruby sleepers, he loves me does he really love me...
Who is he? at times it's Brent but at other times it's God -- why?
What is so strong about the word LOVE?
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