I believe you, sun

I believe you are my best friend.

I just miss you so much

and I can't help it either.
I think about you all the time.
And it really upsets me that you aren't here for me.
I know you are and you aren't.
I just want you to fully know if anyone loves you as much as I do, then they truely care.
I'm so excited to see you again.

Cold Man

I saw a cold man last night.
He was pushed against the wall with frighten eyes.
I noticed him standing there alone with a Bible in his hand,
and a bottle in the other.
The bottle was tall, and filled with a drink.
I looked at him for quite awhile.
He never moved.
I just wanted to know what he was thinking.

There was a sudden corruption.
The cold man that was once right before me, ran quickly.
Leaving nothing behind but his Bible.
I walked faintly to the wall, and picked up what he had left.
And before my eyes, I read, "Ephesians 5:18- Don't be drunk with wine, because that will ruin your life.
Instead, let the Holy Spirit fill and control you."
It was that night that I realized there was more bad than what I portrayed it to be.

Think Of Me

I know this is kind of cheesy, and I wrote it in about 7 mins, but I guess it has some meaning?
Let me know what you think.
I wrote it as a song.






"You walk into different places.
always looking for familiar faces.
but did you ever once think of me?


Well, I'm no famous artist.
But I paint what I see in time.
From your first walk to your
romance talk.
I never was behind.
No I never was, I never was behind.


So now you're far away now,
living on your own now.
I bought you that golden key,
that leaded you into victory,
but did you ever once think of me?
oh did you ever once think of me?

Well, I'm no famous artist.
But I paint what I see in time.
From your first fight to your
midnight crime.
I never was behind.
No I never was, I never was behind."

You don't

look at me and see my looks. You look at me and see yourself. You strive for everything but what you have, and crave to the other girl you wish to be. If I wanted to be you, I'd tell you. But how would you feel of that? Admired? Worthy? No. You should feel satisfied with yourself and what you make of it. If you aren't please with the way you look, the words you use, then change it. But remember me by telling you this:

We are made with different lengths of toes and fingers. We are made with slow walks or long runs. We are made with our eyes close or far apart from each other. We are made for our own reason and only God can have this reason for us. Don't get mad at one trying to change into you, if you are willing to change yourself.

I'm

not so sure why I love to write so much.
Maybe it's because I look at what I felt and reading it feels so much stronger.

today. shall. be. good.

lots of green tea.