Sweetest Gift.

It is raining outside. I feel cozy sitting here while writing this. The rain—I always love the rain. Its tranquility calms me. And its cleaning me by washing off all the down beaten feelings I have so that after it all, I feel anew.

I was working on my spiritual report lately—I call it spiritual report because I’m compiling all the important verses so that I can explain them on the most simple and understandable way so that he’ll find it easy to understand—and I feel fine but I can hide the anxiety through that fine feeling. After I finished the first part of it, I don’t know, I just break down and cry. Maybe because I realized something.

That I crave for something new, I want things and stuffs, I want attention, I envy people, I’m jealous and insecure, that I want more to this life, success, fulfillment but through all that I forgot the greatest dream I ever wanted that none of these can replace.

That is the life with him. The life I want to spend with him with God. It’s the sweetest gift I can have. I always pray for him and I will never stop. I will never stop believing that someday he’ll understand it all. That someday he’ll possess that courage by believing faithfully. Even if all is against us. Even if they call it a sin. As long as I know God is with me through out this trial, I will fight. I will fight. I will fight. Because..

He is all I ever wanted.

We’ll overcome the entire obstacle. We’ll fly high together. We’ll stay at each other’s arms. We’ll stay in love with each other. It’s beautiful and wonderful. We’ll walk hand in hand on our way. We’ll fill each other’s spaces. We’ll be in love forever. We’ll believe and trust God. We’ll praise him together. We’ll be there for each other—always.

It all began when I said:
"I think I fell for you"
and he immediately answered:
"You mean, your name?"