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I called, You answered.
Thursday, August 25, 2011

Curled up on the floor under the shower holding what's left in me, singing the words over and over again. I never felt so desperate and helpless yet struggling to keep my faith on Him who promises.




I not sure at all. I don't want to end up thinking it'll be well, and yet otherwise, knowing I could have done more. But desperation turns me back to You and I can only hope and hold strong to this promise. Please come to my rescue. I'm losing it. Please help me.





Countless "what if's" and scenarios kept playing in my mind. Don't want to ever lose you. Somehow in the midst of all these wavering emotions and unpredictable twists and turns, a part of me inside breaks and bleeds each time I think of you. Don't know what else to do in all these weaknesses. I desire in my heart so much to see you happy once again, to see you smile from within.

Guess I've lost it. Lost myself. Lost you. Lost him. Trying hard to hold everything together, for both of you. I'm trying hard to push myself to do more for the preciousness of these bonds I treasure. In my weakness I can only acknowledge the hurts and pains I've caused, sometimes watch helplessly as everything crumbles apart, so much so that an apology sounds so disgraceful coming from me. But at the end of everything, I love you. I really do.

sometimes I just don't know how. never really understood or felt loved either...

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