Our souls are intwined Like the roots of a tree Forever togeather, internally free Our hearts grow as one Like a small baby fern And we fall in love as the leaves turn.
The world around me slows to a crawl, No one around me knows me at all. I look over the crowd of familiar faces, From various times and different places. They laugh and they play, one and another, All with secret pains, I’m just like the others.
You've come so unexpected, Slipping through the cracks of my heart and finding your own place in it. Finding space in the emptiness and filling it with your own form of love.
But it hurts.
You're the scab to my healing heart that I want to pick. Refresh the wound that's now become so self inflicted and continue the cycle of love and loss. I don't want it to be scarred.
I just want to remain wounded.
But my heart feels your presence. You've become a long awaited antidote to this emptiness and I can't get you out. Slowly, I'm healing.
But forces will try to tear us apart. Our Love will be seen not as a work of art but crafted by the devil. A spell cast over our eyes blinding us from the truth that is God. We will look misguided and lost, but not all who wander are.
It's the devil who wants to take us away from love.
Remember that.
It's the devil who doesn't want happiness.
You make me feel love. You make me happy. You make me want to go to church and be with God. How could the thing that's supposed to take me away from him make me want to grow closer?
But it's not you who takes me away.
It's them. It's the very people who want me most to find God that push me away from him. They are my devil. They throw scripture in our face to tell us we are ******. They cut us with verses to enforce what they believe to be is true.
But they are not alone.
*Remember, the devil knows and uses scripture too.