the worst part.

I guess the worst part is,

I knew it was coming.

I heard this song this past weekend,

and repeated it for hours.

Digesting the lyrics.

Thinking of the story behind them.

I knew this past weekend.

That image was in my head.

I hate those images.

Because I can't change the future.

Especially when I've already glimpsed it.

Now that doesn't mean it can't change,

because it can.

But sometimes I hate being right.

I wish one dream was wrong.

I miss you.

Not the stuff, not the extras.

Just you.

The talks, the walks.

Wish I could tell you.

I'm in a confusing place.

A confusing state of mind.

Do I wait?

Do I let go?

I know I DO trust God.

That's the only thing I can do.

I'm looking to the future,

and it's a beautiful thing.

Because God's in it :).

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"I still remember the look on your face

Lit through the darkness at 1:58

The words that you whispered

For just us to know

You told me you loved me

So why did you go

Away

Away?

...

All that I know is that I

don't know how to be something you miss

...

You can plan for a change in weather and town

But I never planned on you changing your mind"