Honesty Pants

Sometimes, people need a friend instead of a lecture.
Sometimes, I forget how dark the dark can get. I need to daily thank the Lord for the light.
Sometimes, the thing that does the best job of healing deep wounds are apologies, watered by tears-- that's the thing that will grow and nurture deep friendship.

I love 275 commented wall posts and unnecessary hash tags. All 275 of them.

Remembering to forget you is the thing that will help me get over you. Not talking about you will allow the silence to suffocate your memory, the necessary thing for my heart to keep on breathing. Tonight, from here on out, you will no longer be my muse, my words will no longer speak of heartbreak.
From here on out, I will only seek out and speak of HOPE.
This is a big sea. I forget that.

Where your treasure is, there your heart will be also.