How Will I Ever Let Anyone Love Me If I Don’t Love Who I Am?
I’ve let people see what they need to see, but I don’t know if I’ve ever let anyone see the real, unedited me. I don’t even know if I’ve ever let myself see that me.
I’ve let people see what they need to see, but I don’t know if I’ve ever let anyone see the real, unedited me. I don’t even know if I’ve ever let myself see that me.
Lord, help me reject the idea that people will fix my brokenness. I want to find a way to heal on my own. I want to find a way to heal with You.
He didn’t stay. You compromised, you fought, you begged, you pleaded, you prayed, but he let you go. And that is reason enough to let him go.
I always prayed for someone like you, but I never thought you actually existed.
I’m sorry that I question your loving words, even when you follow through with actions. Years of broken promises still haunt me.
I wish I could put my feelings for you in a box. I wish I could show you how scared you make me.
I think part of what makes us whole is that we don’t hide from the imperfections.
You managed to bet on something hopeless and somehow find a way to give it hope.
I don’t love you because you care about my family or my friends or my feelings. I don’t love you because. I simply love you.