Unconditionally

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I don’t even know where to begin

I find myself every several months thinking of new ways to let you in.

Into my heart ¬†you’ve been invited numerous times,

but sometimes I forget you’re my guest and I show you my bad side.

Why is it so often I fall,

then beg for your mercy and yearn for your call?

I’m a lover of the worst kind,

you show me your love and I pretend that I’m blind.

Blind to the fact that for me you gave your life,

and from me , in return, you are only asking a very small price.

“I’m sorry Lord!” I constantly say

then pray that you’ll let me make it another day.

How many times can you hear that and not become tired?

It would be completely my fault if your grace and mercy expired.

But that right there is the beauty you see–

you are so you and nothing like me

And I’m eternally grateful for the love you give unconditionally.

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An empty receptacle that longs to be filled
With hopes, with dreams, with fears? With longings of what’s to come
But what I feel is the immediate, the passion of the moment the promise of now but nothing tangible
For the future
Empty wishes, hopes and dreams kept alive until the next time
When will my hopeful heart say no and refuse, realize that enough is enough?
Know that there is nothing promising just around the bend? Accept reality for what it is? Know my role and find comfort there within?