You, My love, Are a walking galaxy. So full of beauty, Mystery, And passion. You, My love, Are a walking miracle; The entire cosmos in a single being. You, My love, Have the universe in your eyes, The stars in your soul, And stardust in your bones. You, My love, Are brilliant in every way. Remember that the next time Anyone makes you feel Any less than what you are
Every morning and every night Srarting from the sunset to the sunrnise Wether you are awake or sleeping Wether you are near or away With every second passing I will always love you In all possible and all ways I will always love you Till the end of my days
You are my dearest love Of all the time You are my one and the only And I'm glad you are mine
I did believe in miracles Still believe though But never for me You are my miracle and
I will always love you In all possible and all ways I will always love you Till the end of my days
Each Day is a Treasure, O Lord. As you keep walking, by My Side. Your Love, is beyond all Measures and there's nothing, that I have to Hide. You have never failed Me O Lord and Today you answered My Prayers. You reached out to me, O Lord and your Miracle, was standing There. When the Shadows begin to fade, Your Light light's up My Road. In this World full of Sin. Your Commandments are on the Board. You are Our guiding Star, O Lord and your Name, is above all Names. Thank you, for this wonderful Day. A Day, Which I shall Frame.
burning candles at both ends on the alter of time hanging out with false friends the blind leading the blind enraptured by belief that we all have our chance dreaming through existence that some may call a life
no great ceremony for a Tuesday it slips into the rest of the week quietly jostling for position giving Wednesday a shove telling it to wait it's turn pushing Monday out the way which nobody liked and everyone dreaded we start to forget to mourn the past weekend even looking forward to the next just like us it has every right to be here perhaps even miracles can happen perhaps this is where it all comes good
the sun rises birds sing cars ignite into life sky lightens with the dawn could be rain could be shine people populate streets work calls school and errands to run a day like any other except today is my birthday when this whole miracle began the sun rising birds singing cars revving sky lightening people to and froing for the first time in my existence a long time ago it is all still a miracle just now I don't notice so much because it is getting closer to it's end
I’ve been thinking a lot lately about probability.
What is the probability that two brothers decided to go textless? What is the probability that a little girl developed cancer? What is the probability that millions were moved by her story?
What is the probability that I decided to join a board game club? What is the probability that I decided to go on my phone one morning instead of paying attention to class?
What is the probability that I would be the first to respond to a Reddit post? What is the probability that I would be brave enough to start a server? What is the probability that you logged onto Reddit?
What is the probability that you saw my post? What is the probability that we met? What is the probability of all these things happening together?
I think you’re the reason I’m starting to believe in God.
I think us finding each other was a miracle.
It’s a miracle that with every branch on every timeline, we happened to climb onto this one. It’s a miracle that we get to exist in the same lifetime.
Think about it, one little changed decision, and we never would have found each other. The world is full of dominos, and every single one had to fall into place perfectly.
Look at all the little ways the world fell into place perfectly to let us exist together.