The Gazebo and The Girl

The Gazebo:
Tall and strong.
Made of beautiful wood.
Each piece carefully placed and nailed in.
Beautifully placed in a park.
It stands through all weather,
Undamaged and majestic.
An amazing work of art.

One girl,
Nothing like this gazebo.
Stands under it and admires it.
She envies the gazebo.
Wishes to be like it.

In her own way,
She is.
She is strong, standing through trials,
Without giving in.
She is beautiful, inside and out.
Each part of her,
Repeatedly nailed in,
Until its inseparable.
She is surrounded by amazing,
Beautiful people.
She is an amazing person.

She and the gazebo.
So different.
But so similar.
The gazebo and the girl.

Please

The worst thing a mind can do is wonder. Wondering tears apart the once good moments and causes doubt. Questions flow through my mind. How long? The truth? Could I have changed anything? Did he regret it the moment he asked? What thoughts does he have? When he kissed me, did he mean it? What influenced him to end it? Was I too close? What happens now?

Avoidance speaks louder than any words he's ever said. But even these words are confusing and blurred.

I just wish he would fully explain. Just once. Let me hear ever honest, painful thought. I need the truth. Without it how can I move on?

Please.

Wishing Crush

"I wish we could have worked it out. I wish i didn't have these doubts. I wish I didn't have to wonder just what you are doing now. I wish I didn't know inside that it won't work out for you and I. I wish that I could stop this wishing and just say my last goodbye."

One glance of you pulls me in.
I begin wishing for you.
Wondering and feeling my heart break.

When I'm not around you, though.
Those words aren't true.
I'm glad we aren't together.
I feel free, alive, and happy.
My mind and heart are free to roam.

One glance, traps me again.

I've found a way to push you out.
A simple song reminds me that I don't belong to you.
I don't owe you anything.
I don't love you anymore.
My heart belongs to someone else.

"Do you ever think, when you're all alone, all that we could be, where this things could go? Am I crazy or falling in love? Is this real or just another crush? Do you catch your breath, when I look at you? Are you holding back, like the way you do? Cause I'm trying, trying to walk away but I know this crush ain't going away."

Goodbye

Goodbye to your laughter.
Goodbye to your smile.
Goodbye to our special moments.

Goodbye to parks.
Goodbye to trees.
Goodbye to spending time together.

Goodbye to passion.
Goodbye to butterflies.
Goodbye to the 1st.

Goodbye to trumpets.
Goodbye to temples.
Goodbye to sharing.

Goodbye to hugs.
Goodbye to kisses.
Goodbye to comfort and safety.

Goodbye to hope.
Goodbye to trust.
Goodbye to a loving relationship.

Goodbye to us.
Goodbye to Mitchin.

Goodbye, Mitch.

My Savior

I stumble and fall,

Gaining cuts and bruises.

I make mistakes,

Hurting others and myself.

Sometimes I disobey,

Only because I can.

There is one.

He came to this Earth,

Perfect and whole.

In a small garden,

He bled for me.

On a small hill,

He died for me.

From a small tomb,

He rose for me.

He is the one who fully understands me.

He wraps his arms around me,

And pulls me up when I've fallen.

His spilt blood covers my mistakes,

Lets me start anew.

His love forgives my rebelliousness,

And gives me another chance.

With His help, love, and guidance,

I can be perfect,

Even like him.

My Savior knows me,

Cares for me,

Saves me.

Only Friends

A chilly fall Sabbath,

Among a congregation,

Seven strangers sit with one familiar.

Four boys, come to sing praises.

Four girls, there to support.

A bystander would assume them all couples.

The Familiar and Red-head hold hands.

Patchy and Purple Flower cuddle close.

The Man and Spunky are close, touching.

But the Founder and the Manager are only friends.

Each of them in love with someone else.

An idea has been stirring in the Manager's mind and heart though.

Perhaps the Founder is what she's been looking for.

She feels as if she's falling in love.

But what about the Child and Davis?

If they were gone, she would admit it.

She would go for it.

But they are here.

And there's no point in wishing.

They will always stay friends.

Only friends.

Love

Love is....

Caring: I will be interested in your life.

Patient: I know other things are important too.

Understanding: I will see your views.

Accepting: You can always be whoever you want.

Listening: I will hear and accept your words.

Talking: I will tell you how I feel.

Honest: I will only tell you the truth.

Loving: I will care for the way you feel.

Laughter: We will laugh and have fun.

Trusting: I trust your words to be true and your actions to be honest.

Appreciative: I will always say thank you.

Equal: Our thoughts and wants with both be valued.

Time: I will take time to be with you.

Sacrificing: I'll give things up for the greater good.

Compromising: I'll give a little and take a little.

Expressive: I'll do things to let you know I care.

Magical: I'll wait for and make special moments with you.

Adventurous: We'll find ways to make life exciting.

Respecting: I'll respect you and your choices.

Kind: I'll be mindful of your feelings.

Giving: I will give unconditionally.

Sharing: What's mine, is yours.

I love you.