She walks down the aisle, shyly blushing. Knowing all eyes are fixed upon her beauty. And all at once her mind goes back to those many times when her beauty betrayed her. The outward beauty hiding the pain, the regrets, the filth that she doesn’t want to believe. It’s all true though, she’s not good enough. Her heart is broken; it has been scattered by random passers-by. Each one taking a piece along their journey. Soon enough she was empty-handed. With nothing left to give she grabbed at whatever stood close enough, desperate to feel loved. Searching constantly for a hope, for something that seemed to be too good to be true. Everyone better than she, everyone deserving of more. Why does He consider her blessed? What purpose does she serve? Is she any good? Has she done any good for the One Who really matters? She looks back up at Him, compassion in His eyes, maybe He can fix the pain. Yet, with all of those mistakes, surely healing couldn’t take place. She shakes her head with shame. All around her she sees friends finding that relationship with Him. But where is her healing? The tears long gone, cried long ago. Yet something threatens to open, to let out all the emotions of the past. What would it be like to let them go? To let those broken pieces be mended by the Potter? The One, He could fix her, if He would. Could such a One as He treasure her with all of her filth? Could He find the beauty?
I miss your hand in mine
The way it felt so right
When we didn’t have to explain our words
When we understood with just one look
I wish we were still there
Under that summer sky
Watching the stars as the time flew by
Where did the time go?
Why did it end?
I miss the sparkle, the ray of sunshine that your face held.
How we’d sit and look up at the stars as you told me so many things.
I feel like what we had was lost.
That innocent love, the fire burning inside.
I wonder if it’ll ever return, if its even possible.
I wish we had kissed, just so I could know what it felt like….
I can go for a while, living life just fine, then a dream will comeand it all comes rushing back. And then I miss you all over again.
I’ll contact you and we’ll talk, but its not the same. Something is missing.
I hope you know I miss you…. I’ll let go.
I want you to be happy… But my heart aches… I miss you.
Please be happy in your life. It’ll be worth letting go, if only you’re happy.