Title: Every Little Thing She Does Is Magic Artist: Sleeping At Last 6,571 plays

Let’s catch up over lunch.

So what if in 5 years we don’t talk anymore. Living in the moment is difficult because that future holds things that you don’t want to happen but it might. I hate seeing friends on facebook that I use to be really close with and now haven’t spoken to in forever. Are we going to be those people? Will we still talk? Will I know whats going on in your life because you told me? Or because I came to visit your profile to check?

I don’t know what will happen. I don’t even know where I’ll be in 5 years. But come on dude… can we not be the college friends that don’t talk anymore? 

Can we still be able to txt or call or message each other how we’re doing and how much we need to see each other face to face? CAUSE a lot of the time it feels like you wouldn’t mind never “catching up over lunch.” lol 

And I will always be that girl that loves to catch up over lunch. 
And since I’m that girl, couldn’t you just meet me half way? Forget about face to face. Message me. Talk to me. Show me you care……

 

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95 miles.

So.. I can’t say that its not easy for me..
But I have this thing.. where I focus so much around the things that are right in front of me that i tend to “forget” those far away.. Which makes total sense.. but I’m not justifying it. Its not good when close friends and family are miles and miles away. And okay.. so 142 miles isn’t too far but when you place work and internships and friends and people who surround you all in a 4 mile radius, 142 miles seem like 10000000000000000 miles away.

I know I can be a bad friend… and I know my mind is everywhere. 

But sometimes it only focuses on the 95 miles that separate me and you. Sometimes I think about how far but so close those 95 miles are. And sometimes those 95 miles seem like 1000000000000000000000000 miles away. 

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I love you, Friend.

its been a rough couple of days.

But I can’t believe what you shared today. My heart aches and  can’t help but tear as I write this. I guess God really did give me a heart for people. Well you’re just not any person. You’re a friend. A friend I haven’t talked to in a while. A friend that I wasn’t being a good friend to.

So I’m sorry. And I will be that Friend, not that I promised. Cause my promises are useless. But the friend God calls me to be. 

God’s promise for you; Love. 

Humans

How can I let something so unhealthy come into my mind and my body and still let it be consumed as enjoyment?

How can I choose a path that will end up leaving me stranded when there is a path filled with love?

How can sin have so much power over me when I believe that Jesus has defeated the grave?