I feel like there's something in my mind that I want to get out so badly... but I can't think of what it is.
I feel like there's something special I could be saying right now, but I don't know what it is. I almost think there's something I aught to say, but I can't.
Maybe put some fancy design around my quote today:
.~*'but I look for reason only when I'm awake...'*~.
... I don't think that's it.
Chowon and I have talked every day for a long time now, and during those talks I'm in such a heightened emotional state... I wonder if I'd become slightly addicted to it. I wonder if this is as weird or difficult[?] for her as for me. Each time I saw a genuine smile on her face I wanted to magnify it. Each time her voice took on that slight tone of kind insecurity I wanted to give her every good thing within me to restore her confidence, because nobody that sweet deserves to feel inadequate. Each time she was sick or depressed I wanted to give her all my health and happiness to restore her. There has not been a tone of her voice but those which I've kept in the deepest part of my heart.
I get to thinking on tangents like that sometimes. Writing about it makes me feel like a hopeless romantic: Someone who, by becoming too attached, makes himself repulsive.
I wonder if she'd prefer more of a "tough-guy".
I mean... I can be that...
But what am I saying?
She said she thought she was becoming dependent on me. Why have I any reason to doubt her love for me? Instead of introspecting, I should pray for her to find God in a better way.
This will be my resolution: During this time, I will pray every day (and whenever I think of it) for her to develop a firmly rooted reliance on God for her self-esteem and comfort. It is the best way.
"We're all prisoners here, locked up by our minds."
Monday, April 2, 2012
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