Friday, September 2, 2016

When words tell story


Blessings never end.
Lord, I give thanks.

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Steps by steps,
I've been granted honesty and courages
to confront with my struggles, affection, and finally
the man that loves me.

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I was afraid
if being too caring
would brought up to unnecessary misunderstanding.
I doesn't want anyone to fall for me anymore
when I already have someone to hold after me.

Lord, grant me wisdom in my servings,
so that I doesn't harm the people who loves me
also, I'm blessed with wisdom to help my friends.

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I'm too shy to look at him
to tell him eye to eye
that when I know I'm settled
I would give him all of myself
whole-heartedly.

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I wonder if the degree of jealousy
is all the same among boys and girls.
But I'll try to put away if it will only start with a quarrel
whenever I'm jealous.

For so many changes I have to deal
at some points
I was reminded that this ought to be done earlier
simply because the Lord doesn't like it.

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Father,
stays and lives in between us.
So that we're not walking astray.