I keep coming back and you keep letting me.
Sometimes I’m so stuck on you. That I can’t eat or sleep.
Usually when I really need something from you.
But then, I drift slowly away after getting it.
And you watch me and let me drift.
Painfully I imagine,
Wondering why your love doesn’t seem to be enough for me
But knowing that I will come back.
You don’t know when but you trust that as self-sufficient as I am
I will return to you.
Cos your love is the only real love there is and you know that I will realize it.
Hopefully not when next I need something from you.
You said to me “Before you were born, I knew you and I loved you. I will always love you.”
I hear you Lord!
I love you too
The thrill of life is seductive and
Sometimes I get ahead of myself.
I take your love and sacrifice for granted.
I’m deeply sorry Lord.
You who has always been there with open arms, always ready to forgive and take me back.
You who listens to me any and every time.
When I vent, when I hurt, when I muse, when I worry, when I’m happy.
Even when I complain ungratefully, it’s always been you.
And I know I don’t do enough to show you how much your love means to me.
But I love you Lord and I acknowledge you as my Lord and Savior.
You are my truth and my one true love.
Forever and a day more…
I’m writing you this letter because you asked me to write you a letter. I’m not exactly sure of your expectations but here goes.
I find it interesting that you find me interesting. You with your seemingly innocent voice and charm, seeing beauty and love in dark places, freezing memories in time and sometimes rewriting them to suit your wildly vivid imagination.
You asked if I had a crush on you. My answer was No. You thought I was playing at being coy. The truth is that my answer is No. I don’t have a crush on you. (And it’s not because I don’t remember how a crush is supposed to feel)
I have gotten to know you, so I know there’s more to your boyish laughter and charm. I know that you genuinely love God and I suspect He even has a pet name for you. I know that beneath your childish eagerness to see the world and make beautiful memories is a deep need to imprint the world with your legacy. I know that underneath all that sing-song, easy going charm is a calculated and fastidious Man who knows exactly what he wants out of life. (Most times)
I admire your gifts – That raw ability to freeze memories at exactly the right time and put words to the most complicated of human emotions in a way that provokes the understanding of the simplest person.
I am neither coy nor fluid. I don’t know why we met. I do know however that there is something big in front of you. I also know that soon, I will understand why we met. Meanwhile, I’m glad I met you.
P.S feel free to use me as your muse.