Tuesday, December 15, 2009

Dear Friend,

I hear you.
I see you.
I can find you behind the masks you wear.
I wish you weren't so scared to let me in.
I wish you'd let me hold you close, hold you tight.
I swear I knew you before I met you.
I promise I won't break your heart, and
I promise to pray for you every day that you're away.
I'm not mad at you, and
I'm not upset.
I know you acted out of fear, and
I know you. . .I know you. . .I know you.

And I think it scares you that someone knows you.
But you don't have to be afraid because you are
beautiful, lovely, and sweetly broken.

I love you.

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