Sunday, June 21, 2009
"Consider it pure joy..", You say.
I guess it's hilarious to hear me asking if You really DO understand, because its blatantly obvious that You do.
I guess the worst thing to experience would be your absence. Where the source of hope, joy, love is, now lies a void, and everyone starts telling you to stay strong.
Guess i gotta thank you. afterall, you give and take away.
when the world is falling out from under me, and it seems as though you're holding out on me, i thank you for having been there before, i thank you for being here now, for those unexpected whispers when i thought you'd gone. and i refuse to believe those lies. no matter what i feel, i know you're real, i remember your goodness. and it's times like this, when the idea of giving praise is as hard as killing myself, where the only thing i know is that i need to do it anyway.
what a painful pruning season
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