maybe it is charlotte bronte and jane austen proving too potent a mix, or else sad, sad music, with trembling voices and tears and violins- so vulnerable to its cry- or maybe
it's the stress of being here and wanting to be home but wanting to stay too and. and boys dear to me asking me if i don't think 'i should stay for a full year' and i still cannot understand how i am supposed to. to leave. and then. there's also you, you leaving/left/leaving/gone. you shouldn't go, you shouldn't. i don't know how much instability and tension
tonight words are failing me and my heart is seeking refuge
from the thoughts that are barraging across.
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GOD IS
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Hey dear.. just to let you know that I'll be praying for you the way you prayed for me.. though I'm not too sure what really happened, neither am I able to fully comprehend what you're going through. but im sure..Jesus does and He'll be with you. Hang on to Him~
thanks dears =]
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