Take a peek at a journal of a girl,

remembered in the breeze,

gone with the wind,

confessing her love for her Savior.

Day 48

The bathroom

is the meeting place

of all my insecurities, fears, tears, and overthinking

We’re all there stealing glances at each other

until You

catch my eyes

and put me into perspective

I don’t need to be lost at sea

I don’t need to be tossed by winds and waves

‘Just let me in your arms,’ I say

Your blue-ice (eyes) staring back at me

rob my attention and steal me away

oh handsome Savior!

I will dwell in this moment

Day 93

You’re the boy with the charming smile

A personality to befriend me

And stand by my side

Pushing me out my bed of mud

Pulling me up Your mountain

Automatically in love

It’s a long and hard way

But we made it up here

By the way,

You and I have gone a long way through

the hard days

the highs and lows

but we had kept at it

© 2022 Vennesa Samanthan (دفتر الصوت ): 9781669676614

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