Dude, it’s the trippiest thing thinking about. I blogged this before but it keeps ringing true in my life this past week. It’s SO crazy how much I find my mind being preoccupied on minor fears that seem so big in the moment. And then to think one day I’m going to DIE and stand before the Lord. Nothing else will matter. I’m on this earth to glorify Him but spend my time dwelling on relationships and feelings. It just gives me a great and immediate sense of peace when I remind myself that I’m going to die one day and all of my regrets and doubts will be NOTHING. What a silly waste of time.
I really want to live in Hawaii. Hawaiian music 24/7, no shoes, shorts, sun sun sun. I’d beach it all day. I really would love that. Really.
I don’t wanna reminisce,
To breath you into my lungs, my love.
It’s too close, it’s too close
To my heart, my home.
I don’t wanna let you in,
Remember sentimental things.
It’s too close, it’s too close
To where you don’t belong.
Stay
New slow jams. 💪
A fresh sliver of a new heart,
Fresh feelings.
A clean slate, a new plate of ecstasy served to please my appetite.
Your body, so penetrating.
A deep set of eyes swimming in the ocean of mine.
You’re in my head, in every breath.
Free flowing through my veins and it’s driving me insane.
If you could catch every smile,
Reel it in and save it for yourself,
You’d have an eternity of sunshine in the perfect palm of your hands.
You’ve got me laughing in my deepest sleep,
Happy in my darkest dreams.
I’m cracking and it’s bursting at the seems,
Seeping through the opening.
I could mend your cuts with just a kiss.
I promise you,
I could heal your deepest wounds, with just a few.
I promise this.
One touch and you’d be whole again.
Am I scratching under your skin enough to leave a mark?
Will you remember my face when you’re all alone within the dark?
When you’re chasing the perfumes and naive hearts.
The king of spades,
When you’re playing games that never had a perfect ending from the start?
Pull the tricks out of your sleeve,
Lay all your cards down on the table for me to believe in what I see.
For me to cling to every word you speak.
Oh so gently…
You’re a magic man and magic made you.
I’m just broke.
With not a hint of insurance to assure how we’ll unfold.
You’re priceless.
Push me to the edge of desire and catch me at the bottom.
Coax the gripping fears that hold me close.
Let me linger just a few moments longer.
I’m screamin but no one hears. I hate that blank, lifeless look in your eyes’. But then WOW. It’s the most peaceful thing realizing I have a God who cares for me and hears me louder than my family and friends do.
