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Let the words fly. I don't care. It's been a long time...
I
Has it really come this far? I didn't know there would be fruit so soon. I guess it pays to surrender to serenity of plans. What happens, happens, whenever. Then, it starts to turn around.
think
Know what I mean?
I
I thank Him all the time. It's great. May I move on from spiritual infancy...? I must still grow, no matter what the bliss.
love
For the first time, though, I lack sure conviction on my future...but it seems great right now, and it doesn't matter if, or when. Just - great.
you.
I hope it turns out okay. I guess the only thing to do is pray about it - no rhyme intended. Though rhyme and reason are riddled through the circumstance...I just hope it isn't a severe twist of fate.
Is
That would really stink. It seems so nice right now...The best its ever been. Do I care too much? Sounds dangerous.
it
I should know, and remember, though, that this isn't the best it'll get.
too
But for now, let me soak in it. Let me soak it up, and relish in it. I want to give. Give. Relish. Give.
soon
Give.
to
Relish.
say?
Give.