I wish I knew where you were. I guess that might be my addictive need for a woman to give me attention in my life. But maybe there is more to it. There probably is. I have learned that finding you is all about going into myself and since we are one and the same at the end of the day, that all makes sense.
Dear lady, where are you? I am a little afraid of you, truth be told. Maybe you hate men. So many women out there do. I know that I am not the most trustworthy of men. I have my problems. But one thing I have learned is: I don’t deserve to be hated.
I pray that we can find each other. It means so much to me. I feel like if I could just see you, I would think about you always. That’s probably a pipe dream. I look at a lot of women. Maybe I would see you and then forget about you. You may not be beautiful on the outside, let’s face it. But I know there is a beautiful you inside. And there is a beautiful you inside AND outside in the potential of you provided by God. What I’m saying is that we have the chance to be someone better. You may not want to hear that. You may think it’s too hard. I know. That’s how I feel too.
It’s hard to believe that we could be better. It’s hard to believe in ourselves - that we can change at all sometimes. How often do we want to avoid change? I feel like I am avoiding change all day - all the time.
I’m not going to tell you this is going to be easy. It will be glorious and after it all, we’re going to say to ourselves, “I can’t believe I waited so long before I just went for it.”
Try to love yourself, my dear one, and I promise to try to love myself. I believe we will be together one day and it will be so great. I can’t wait.
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