we will never presume again

People change. I am not the exception.

untitled

For the first time, I truly miss the familiar.
To fear my prime has finally reached its peak.
Is there any left?
have my strengths forsaken me?
I Shall horde the remnants to bear the cold of a long winter's storm.
Storing up, stacking high all my hopes to rough the impossible feat ahead of me.
As a beaver makes his damn, so do I prepare my chamber.
And there I rest, unaware of the first sign of Spring.

others escape.

And I swear I'll know your face in the crowd
And I'll hear your voice so loud
When you're whispering

Hey unfaithful I will teach you
To be stronger, to be stronger
Hey ungraceful I will teach you
To forgive one another.

destroy & rebuild

There is something really exciting about starting something new. Almost like a drug I think that I'm addicted to. Just like a new version of software fixing all the bugs from the previous version is the feeling of starting over, breaking down what you built to move what you've learned to somewhere else and start again. Meeting new people, living different places but more wise than you were before. Learning from your mistakes, refining your personality, becoming the man that you and God can agree on. Seeing how other places do church. Community. There is just something really exciting about starting something new. And I can't wait for this opportunity I have to witness it again in Miami. Thank you to everyone I've met in my life up to this point. No matter how we know each other, I guarantee you've touched my life in some way and I know that I've learned something from it. I appreciate that. Miami, I'll see you Sunday!

Sorry

I'm sorry I don't really Post anything nowadays, but I just don't feel like I should at this time in my life...It just doesn't feel right :/

Swing

I think I'm a little bit more moody than I give myself credit for...

Lovesick

To be so far gone from what I used to know everyday
forgotten, really, how to even perform correctly.
How do I get something like that back?
Love.
The more I try to feel it, the further I am from such an emotion.
I've forgotten how to love.
Because love isn't something I get is it? It's something I give first.
And how can I love when I feel empty?

To move forward.
Even though I long for the past.
Is he tired of my laments?
I can't seem to put my savior first anymore.
So how much is too much?
How much patience do you REALLY have?
Because I know I'm not finished yet.
How do I get something like that back?
Love.
And how can I love when I feel so empty?

What is my diagnosis?