I cried tears over you you never knew were cried. At 4 in the morning, when I couldn't sleep, I prayed for your safety. I felt something for you that I'd never felt for anyone. And I don't think it was wasted.
I'm a kaleidoscope of emotion--a mix of soul and heart.
I don't want to be packaged or concisely defined, to be bundled into the neat packs of emotion and description you find between the pages of a novel or on a theatre screen.
I am unique and imperfect. I am full of contradictions. I feel unfinished. I am still learning who I am.
I am human. Sometimes I make mistakes. God loves me anyway.