Warning: This post is unformative, uncertain, and emotional. It might bore you. Discontinue while you had time.
I thought, "I remember the boy, but I don't remember the feeling..anymore."
..not until I saw you - again.
"I'm just asking you for the same thing that [you] preachers teach us every day in Church. And that's faith." How can I hold on if you chose to let go?
You told me: "You have to promise you won't fall in love with me." and I said "That's not a problem." But now? It is, actually.
"I do not need a reason to be angry with God." But remembering our story, I became a sinner.
I'm always into a nowhere thinking. Only the vision and your feel keeps me believing. "It's like the wind. I can't... see it, but I feel it."
They say, "Our love is like the wind... I can’t see it, but I sure can feel it." Don't you get enough of it? Then what do you breath to live?
"Without suffering there would be no compassion." Then, did I get enough dose of it? Let others suffer.
"Find out who you are, and do it on purpose." I just found mine - to love you. Can you help me with this purpose come to life?
"Love is always patient and kind. It is never jealous. Love is never boastful or conceited. It is never rude or selfish. It does not take offense and is not resentful."
-If everybody would take this definition of love seriously? Perhaps nobody would cry, suffer, and gone love anymore.
"Maybe God has a bigger plan/s for me than I had for myself." I gotta hold on.