» there’s love, which is much deeper, much different. It’s a thing of beauty.
Kiss me. Take my hand and stare eagerly into my eyes. Gently push me up against the wall, move in close so your body is pressed against mine. My heart flutters and my blood rushes because I know this is it, this is going to be our first kiss. My eyes say, “follow me to the ends of the earth” and all I want to do is be yours.
The Lines on our hands state that we are for Forever.
"The Lines on our hands state that we are for Forever"
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Sunday, August 10, 2008 at 9:59 PM
i need to find time to talk to God.
i need time to tell Him about my life
i need time to ask Him for forgiveness.
i need time to listen to Him.
when was the last time i made time for Him?

we all want someone to fill up
that empty space.
and in the process, we delude ourselves
into believing its FATE.


/ Lord, give me time.
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