There's distance in the air and I cannot make it leave. I cannot sense you close, though I know you're always near. 
But the comfort of you near is what I long for. 
When I can't feel you, I have learned to reach out just the same. 
When I can't hear you, I know you still hear every word I pray. 
I want you more than I want to live another day. 
As I wait for you, 
maybe I'm made more 
faithful.
1 comment:
I've always thought the composition of this picture was greatness.
And I look skinny.
So kudos.
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