Staring blankly into space
I’m staring blankly into space.
It’s been so long since I’ve seen your face.
We used to talk for hours about nothing at all.
I’d be there to catch you if you’d fall.
But these nights seem to last forever
when I’m thinking of you and wishing you were here.
I just wish the loneliness hadn’t crept up on me so fast.
Now I’m living in the present trying to get back to the past.
It is my eager expectation and hope that I will not be at all ashamed, but that with full courage now as always Christ will be honored in my body, whether by life or by death. For to me to live is Christ, and to die is gain. Phil. 1:20-21 |
2.25.2008
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