Tuesday, December 23, 2008

You.

I never believed that I would be able to experience life like a normal teen. I always thought that I had to take care of people and be the one that would catch them when they feel. Refusing to allow myself to live the way that God had ordained because I was afraid, because I was stubborn, and because I never thought it was possible for me to make it through. And then I met you.

You make me want to be someone who loves, lives, and never gives up. Everything about you encourages me, loves me, and tells me that it is okay that I'm not perfect. I am aloud to make mistakes and aloud to go back on my stubborn dumb ways. The things that make me afraid and make me feel as though I don't deserve what God has coming are things that you make me feel like somehow are right for me.

Whenever I'm with you you treat me as though I am everything to you. I feel like I'm amazing, like I can do anything I put my mind to and that I am special and wonderfully made. How do you do that? When I'm with you make every second count.

I love you my friends

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Im sorry im nbot a very good friend to you... i love you though :)