Sometimes it's as if there's only one set of arms in this world that could wrap around me so perfectly. I once found myself in them. Perhaps at the time I was unaware that I would lose such a hiding spot. My entire being wants to run back in time and rest inside there once more. If only the owner of said arms could just build that small shelter around me again. I sadly recall the day I was informed I couldn't enter them anymore. I accepted it with the most deteriorating heart one can accept such a fact with. But now as time stretches extremely wide, I'm aching to find myself back in that safe, warm spot.
I wonder if it's silly to desire such a thing. The most incredible person to ever discover holds every solution to my cravings. As I run, I do not get closer, and the greatest things I can ever imagine remain in my face. So close, yet so far. Sometimes...I just wish I could have that hug again.
I will remain in high hopes that through my colloquy of heart to confession, you will come to thoroughly penetrate the very entity of my enduring fidelity.
3 comments:
Love it. Agreed.
so sweet!
I agree!! :)
And I was right. It was how I vaguely remembered it to be.
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