Raining glowworms.
Mondays will never be blue again, not when I have something to look forward to at the end of the day. :)
It's strange how much I try to write about you but nothing comes. Strange cos' I actually have so much to talk about, so much to ponder, and so much to savour.
It's the little things you do that touch me the most.
The unconscious actions that break my defences.
The silent ponderings and careful considerations that I trust most.
The sacrifices that make "thank you" seem so inadequate.
And your smile that I miss the most.
I am vaguely aware that I am falling, though aware only after having fallen.
It was raining glowworms yesterday.
And I think I caught one.
"Oh please God, let this be from You. Amen."
It's strange how much I try to write about you but nothing comes. Strange cos' I actually have so much to talk about, so much to ponder, and so much to savour.
It's the little things you do that touch me the most.
The unconscious actions that break my defences.
The silent ponderings and careful considerations that I trust most.
The sacrifices that make "thank you" seem so inadequate.
And your smile that I miss the most.
I am vaguely aware that I am falling, though aware only after having fallen.
It was raining glowworms yesterday.
And I think I caught one.
"Oh please God, let this be from You. Amen."
