and i had forgotten, the way your words twirled me deeper into you. or how your touch pulled me closer to your unforgiving heart. how could i bear to remember the way we were best friends, and it felt like we'd known each other since the dawn of time. but somehow, seeing you with her brought all of these unforgotten memories right back to where they began; to me, without you.

like the ocean kisses the sand to bed every night and over and over, why couldn't you share your true feelings with me? you sit and dream of what could be and ache at how broken your heart is, but do nothing to mend it. how could you?

The best friend who you can't tell your most intimate life secrets with. The same best friend who you share your life with, on the opposite side of the country who is the only person you want to be with but cant.

At what point do we let go of all the past us we hold? At what point does it not bother us to see one of our pasts out with a new future? When do we begin to move on from the what could of been to the what is?

What happens when two people lose their consistency.. it hurts and its as if nothing will fix it. You push and pull like the ocean, but the  constant is no longer there

and i hope you wake up one day in a panic over all of the bad choices you've ever made in your life. and that you continue to have that reoccurring nightmare of becoming your father and never making people feel that they're loved. and i pray for the day your realize that letting me walk out was the worst choice of all. Most importantly, I want the best for you since it was never me.

"Where do You plan to be in ten years?"
We get asked this an average of 50 times throughout a college semester, and at least once in every liturature class. It's a question that can be shot in multiple directions, but you have the arrow to chose that direction. When asked I personally take it in the direction thats less taken. In ten years I want to be where Im supposed to be, and most importantly, I want to be overflowing with happiness. I can't "plan" where ill be because life throws you in so many unplanned directions that making plans really is just a way of having mental sanity until God shows you the real plan. So to answer the question we've all been asked, in ten years, i want to be where I'm placed to be, happily and whole fully living it.