love.
it tears my heart out.
it rips the very thing it comes from, up into little pieces.
scattered in the places that remind me of you.
it forces me to set you aside,
to submerge myself in work
because to face your face
to see your eyes
to hear your voice
to speak to you
dashes the part of me that feels
and dashes it on the hardest of grounds.
but the more pain i take
the more sure i am that it’s you.
how could my soul take this
if i liked you for your churning eyes
if i liked you for your untouched hands
if i liked you for your tastes and styles
if i liked you for anything or everything but you??
i love you.
because you’re worth it.
because you’re godly.
because you’re LOVEly.
because you are-
-what i can’t live without.
phase one:
}BE{ without you.
i’ve BEEN and i’m not the same.
i’m hurting and longing and searching.
i see your picture and i read your words
and i sense us together. together forever.
the distance makes us stronger
the elastic stretching thick
the further the longer the surer i am.
phase two:
}BE{ with you.
BEING an item a couple a team
i want to try serving and leading with you.
to see if we chafe to see if we gel.
annoyed or encouraged
restricting rewarding.
close quarters quiet qualms.
so will you stand by me??
so will you serve by me??
so will you stand to see??