my heart is my own

it is as if i woke up to the words of God saying...your heart is not his any longer...

i've struggled with my heart being tossed and turned and twisted in the hands of a boy that...by all means...should never had held my whole heart in the first place. i have grieved. for the last two years i have grieved. it was as if my soul was missing a piece so large that i just could not go on without the thought of him.

Psalm 73:26 My flesh and my heart may fail, but God is the strength of my heart.

i believe that everything happens in perfect timing and although i cannot see why i had to pain through this for the last few years, there is light now that i can rejoice in, and appreciate the bad times for. God wanted to recapture my heart in His own way. I needed to be broken and wounded in order to have him come and rescue me. why? because he knows me that well. i feel crazy-to say the least-that peace can overwhelm me so quickly. usually im a person of anxiety. but i know...i KNOW this is real.

God knows i have far to big of a heart to have it set on someone elses back burner waiting...and waiting. and he knows i wanted to be capable of loving someone with my full heart...someone who would take care of it accordingly. all in all, its kind of a relief. i am free to love. free.
i was so afraid of losing a part of what was my dream. but there is freedom in dreaming new dreams, as if letting go is a beautiful oppertunity. just because it was once the perfect forever you wished for does not mean it has to be. new dreams are liberating. you get to think upon the unknown and see the unseen.

so, heres to God breathing life into me again. its a beautiful thing.

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i think i want to start working with light again. i have to find my flash...and a tri pod.


i love light. the end.

haiku trend-tastic

paint me in color
reflecting emotions dark
paint me royal blue

my hearts in over drive and you're behind the steering wheel

come with me, my love

come with me, my love
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some of them are pretty boss if you ask me.

ohhh potential

i think i hate the word potential. meaning i could potentially be good enough...but I'm not. or the things that could potentially happen...but don't.

i think we should never limit someone to our own standards of their potential. nor should we think that someones standards of potential are what we need to follow.

potential is such an ugly word.

advice

my new found advice is...when you dont know who you are yourself, and you're trying to figure it out. dont do anything that can potentially have an effect on the rest of your life...or anything that tampers with the core of who you are.

i think we all deep down know who we are and what we're made for...trying to be someone else only works for so long. and then you find yourself broken and hurt and sometimes so far away from your core that you're barely holding on to the true you.