It is February again.
It was February years ago that I hid.
I hid and I climbed out again in the spring.
We wrote songs. We shared songs.
You weren't a ghost then
and I didn't know at the time you would become one.
I tied my hair back to tune my guitar
and you said you liked how my neck looked exposed.
You are a ghost now, and it is February again.
But thank you for the songs I wrote when it was February then.
They are still favorites of mine.

when you wallow in the past, the past is your future
dark days behind become dark days ahead
when those ghosts become your rulers
join them, because you're already dead

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I wear a tattered heart today
But God says,
“There’s no such thing as unanswered prayer.”
I was pushed to my limits
And He added,
“There’s no such things as shattered dreams.”

Despite my broken dreams,
*The Lord steadied my heart.

Love me with a reason
Love me like you mean it
Love me hot as summer
While winter is in season

Love me like a new day
A day without the heartache
Love me in your savings
More give than you could ever take

Love me as in a parade
Love me like you're saying grace
Love me with a memory
The very best that you can make

Love me like your lost is found
Beyond the shadow of a doubt
Love me when the secrets told
The moment that you find it out

Love me with a made up mind
Love me like a childs night light
The comfort that it brings at night
That only time can truly find

Love me like it's all brand new
Love me with loves lasting truth
Love me in all that you do
Like I'm loving you