When I am old
will you love me?
when my hair so soft and thick
lies thin and lank,
will you love me?
when my skin so warm and supple
lies wrinkled and torn,
will you love me?
when I can no longer dance and sing
the songs you loved so much
will you love me?
when the flower of youth has left my cheeks
and I am all that's left,
will you love me?
What will change in the years to come,
I cannot say
But this I swear to you is true,
one thing that will remain the same
is how much
I
   love
        you.

I love you
the reason I question, and I doubt
is spurred by a fear of living without
you
but every time you look into my eyes
my misconception irrevocably dies
I love you

perfectly matched in every way
a perfect fit of night and day
a perfect man you'll never be
but you're the perfect one for me

I was broken
                                      And he knew
                                                                I didn’t know what to ask for

  no dreams left to pursue
                   I was imperfect, unsure-
                                                                                       A little confused too.


                                                              My life seemed complete
                                                           I thought it was all together

    But even as I was content,

                                            He knew it could be better…

  
                                                               There was always something missing.



                           Before I could realize it was true,


                                                                            …God gave me you  <3

More than a note, or chord in my head
But a song that fills my soul

More than a feeling that's soon diminished
But a truth that won't be denied

More than a wish on a distant star
But a faith; a belief without reason

More than question left unanswered
But a knowledge beyond contestation

More than that which I'm not
But everything you are

More than everything that I ever thought I wanted for me
But the reason I've become the person I was meant to be

I don't need a man to be my Webster's,
and I don't need a relationship to define my being.
I have a God who's made me
and in him I am finally seeing
a person made in his image
whole and already complete.
You may say you love me,
but no mortal love can be quite as concrete
as the love of my Savior.
So while I'll miss you and will cry when you're gone
don't assume I need you here
for in God I'll find my way and I will carry on.

you can't make me
and you can't break me
that power is mine
and his, he who made me
you think you've defined me all along
but in this too you would be wrong
you think you made me into the person who stands before you
but you didn't
there is nothing you've done for me to undo because
you're nothing but a grain of sand on the beach of my times
a loveless lover, convicted of his crimes
so leave, but before you go
there's one thing I want you to know

I can stand on my own