"To love would be an awfully big adventure"
Saturday, August 10, 2013 || 8:36 AM
Stuck in limbo, a blade slowly severing my wings away. I pray at the end to have the strength to fly out of here. One after another bitter pill to swallow, feeling like a wooden mallet is bashing its cruel way through what's left of my heart. And yet, masochistic or not, this feels like it's the right thing to do. But I'm so weary now, Lord, please bring me back into the warmth of your arms. I can always look to you, my one constant.