I'm always in a rush to be more than I am at the moment. Not that there's anything wrong with wanting to be more,
It's just that tomorrow isn't promise to anyone. Later isn't guaranteed.
I only have now.
Right now I choose to be happy. I choose the life that I am now living to smile and feel okay regardless of death's glare.

And the love that I am afraid of, the hurt and pain that I've experienced before and most likely to come, I welcome it now with open arms.
Every second I'm alive is borrowed time. I choose to be happy. I choose honesty, loyalty and friendship. While I can't trust everyone I won't walk around with distrust in my heart. I'm tired of being cynical.
I welcome the rain, the snow and the heat. Whatever it is that comes charging in and banging on doors ready to break and destroy, I'll fight however I can.

I choose to accept life as it is. Should sadness barge in one day, I'll cry. No more holding back tears in fear of looking weak. I'll holler and scream when I am angry at the world and its tragedies. Things that I have no way of controlling but I am feeling, I will express myself.

And I will walk, run, swim, dance whatever way I choose to exercise, when I feel like. I will not be dictated by social standards. I choose to enjoy the skin I'm in.
This is not for anyone but me, right now in this moment that I'm living, I choose to be free.

I remember when all I thought we'd ever be was friends.
No honestly, I remember when I thought we would never be friends.
Then you became my best friend and then my boyfriend.

I remember not believing in love, you didn't either..
I remember when you made me believe.

I remember when we argued about things that never made sense. I remember not talking for days on end. I remember things changing the moment we saw each other and I remember things staying the same even then.

I remember the way you looked at me, how you stared so deeply.
I remember our moments of honesty and trust and I remember when love turned to lust.

I remember when you broke my heart and how everything fell apart. I remember the pain in my chest and the thoughts in my head. I remember wanting it all to end.
I remember when I hated you again or at least I wanted to, even then I still wanted you.

Now I'm sitting here remembering when my love was true... Remembering I only ever loved you.

He will love me for more than my body.
He'll be too busy caressing my mind, too entwined with my thoughts. Longing for what I'll say next, preparing to engage in a verbal warfare that will only increase our desires for knowledge.
He will love me for the time I spend taking apart the things he say and putting them together in a differ way. We'll challenge each other. I know because with him I won't be afraid. I'll know love and happiness. I'll know honestly and care. We'll worship together. And pray.
He will love me because he loves God more and I'll love him for the same.

" I call him love because all my thoughts of him reminds me of it. Nothing else fits. I could be wrong but I hope I'm right.
..yeah, for me he's love."

"I mean, that's just how I feel at the moment. My feelings tend to change with the seasons. Though we always come back here.. "

"Right back where we started, always."

"Love accepted me I believe. My flaws which are easy to see and the ones that take some digging to find.."

"Love is mine. He belongs to me. I only need his heart, if that's mine then surely everything else will fall into place.."

"Though you never know."