Wednesday, August 8, 2007

Iris

When everything is made to be broken, I just want you to know who i am.

Im sorry I was so horrible to you lately. Its not who I really am and you know that. Even though we ended up broken, I hope you can see who I really AM. Im the guy that would talk to you for a few hours even after everything, not the guy that would just want u out of my life.

Im sorry

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Psalms 43:18-19

Forget the former things; do not dwell on the past. See, I am doing a new thing! Now it springs up; do you not perceive it?