The Truth Is...

I am running on empty.
I:
Overestimated,
Overspread,
Overworked,
Myself.
I was warned,
I was questioned,
I was wrong.
And now...
I am exhausted.

The Rush of a Crush.

So I should be typing some paper I am pretty sure is worth a substantial grade for my Sociology class.
But you know what?
I don't care!
Hm.
I'm in a strange mood,
I'm happy but anxious.
I'm tired but relaxed.
And hopeful yet discouraged.
It's odd.
But that's normal for me I guess.
I'm completely excited over a girl again,
something that I've forgotten how to do,
or just tried to ignore.
But frankly,
Nothing beats seeing the smile of your crush,
when you know you caused it.
Shucks.
I'm blushing.
And For the first time in months...
There's something there.

IOU. REO.

Somethings in life are best unspoken. And others, are best spoken by REO Speedwagon.



...I am not sure which is more intense, the mind blowing 80's CGI or the eye-burning 80's hair styles...

.A Lent without Love.

It is finished.

After an entire lent without any music, film, or conversation related to romantic love...After an entire lent without feeling lonely or worthless...After an entire lent without second guessing myself...After an entire lent where I stopped worrying about the way I looked, and just lived on the way I am. I feel exhausted/excited/intrigued. Sure, I slipped up a few times, I admit it. I am human after all. I crushed here and there, I listened to a couple of romantic songs, but I caught myself, and more importantly I stopped myself from feeling self-pity and feeling lonely. I had a chance to see how much I love God, (and vice versa) Because thanks to this Lent without Love, I think I might have fallen head over heels for Christ. Something I can't honestly say I've done in a long time. ...Man, there is so much that he has done/does for me.
I suppose I could babble on a bit more but instead I'll leave you with a couple things I've learned from this Lent 2008.

Fall in love with God first, and the rest will fall into place.
Give your heart to Him, so he can take it exactly where it needs to go.

Now I'm not saying I've transfigured and risen above the rest and the human need to Love, I'm simply saying that I'm seeing it all differently now...and it's refreshing.

And frankly.
I Love... Love again.

OMG

Ever notice how God sends the right people at just the right time?
Sometimes I forget.
Just how great my God is.
And all it takes is a mistake on my part.
To bring it all rushing back.
"Oh my God!"
-Exactly-

P.S.

God called.
He wants your heart back.

Motion in Poetry.

(Cling)

What hope do I hold
When I’m next to the rest?
For I am not very bold
And I’m far from the best.
What hope do I have
Among Romeo Montague,
Who leapt into death
With one swift swoon.
What hope do I have
Among Mister Clark Kent,
The Man of Steel
Who remains unbent.
What hope do I have
Among Martin Luther King,
Who wore his heart on the outside
Rather then the hue of his skin.
What hope do I have
Among men like Jesus,
Who took his own body
And broke it in pieces.
What hope can I hold
When I’m next to the rest,
For I am not very bold
And I am so far from the best.
I’ve never climbed a mountain
Without losing my breath.
And I’ve never held a woman
Without being scared to death.
Perhaps there is nothing that I truly lack,
For rather then standing next to others
I should simply stand in back.
The question I have for each father and sage
Does the path I trek become easier in years
Or even harder with age?
No
I’ve planned a new trip
And followed my heart,
I took life’s script
And rewrote my part.
I’ll embrace my own way
Rather then try to condemn,
I’ll discard the man
that I’ve been made,
And just be the man I am.

Humans: Flaw Incarnate

It amazes me... How people can assume they know what's going on with you.

So they become upset at you.

And then they become defensive.

And they even talk behind your back about it.

Yet the only thing they haven't done.

Is TALK to YOU.

...Beautiful...

And normally, a nice person would see this, and alert them to their mistake. He would be courageous and honest, and show them their error and forgive them on the spot.

Well frankly...I'm not feeling too nice today.


So I'll go for the silent approach...starting....now-

At the seems...

It seems that happiness is my gift to give, but not mine to enjoy.

No matter how many times great things come my way,

I feel the need to pass them on to those who need them more.

And I keep thinking some day I'll hold unto one of those things for myself, "just this once"

...But then again what do I know?

Maybe I'm wrong after all.

Or maybe...everyone else is.

Yeah. I like the last one better too.