Random One-Track Mind

In a perfect world, she would be having dinner with me right now.

In a perfect world, we would be holding hands everyday and not worried about anyone else looking over our shoulders.

In a perfect world, she would tell me she misses me everyday.

In a perfect world, she wouldn't have to delete me from her phone.

In a perfect world, I can call her anytime I want to.

In a perfect world, I would wake up with her next to me every morning, and kiss her good night every night.

In perfect world, I could tell her anything I want without scaring her.

In a perfect world, we wouldn't have to worry about someone else visiting from out of town, changing the sheets or cleaning the laundry.

In a perfect world, our paths would have crossed sooner.

In a perfect world, I could selfishly proclaim her to be mine. Only mine.

In a perfect world, I wouldn't be blogging about this and trying not think that, right at this moment, she is holding someone else's hand.

Alcohol Therapy

Missing you. Bad. Very Bad. No amount of alcohol last night seem to have helped.

Quandary

I'm in a very unhappy place now.

So far removed from my comfort zone that I choose to leave behind, yet nowhere near where I wish I can be as I look ahead.

When you told me those cutting words last night, I felt as if I am right back in that same vacuum where all my anguish cries cannot be heard, even though you were lying right next to me. Even though I have been giving you my all, and am still ready to do all that you want me to.

I Believe

Dear God,

Grant us both the serenity and courage to see through this rough patch. Especially for her, I wish for her faith, strength and resolve to rise above to see the silver lining that I am very certain lies ahead of her. And that she is stronger than I can ever hope for myself.

I was in her shoes and I believed. And that is why I know that, if she does, she can be better than she thinks. So please help her believe, like how You helped me?