This is what the tree saw before it broke my hand.

Alexithymia by Anberlin

“With downcast eyes
There’s more to living than being alive

Are you where you thought you’d be
So beautiful and only twenty-three”

(via austinwood1195-deactivated20121)

When you hold my hand,

You hold my heart

When I look into your eyes,

I see a future

And strangely, I’m not afraid

I feel safe in your arms when you hold me tight

Your heartbeat is my lullaby

When I drift off to sleep,

My dreams are filled with you

And when I wake, 

Thoughts of you linger throughout my day

I never thought or dreamed I would love someone 

As much as I adore you

And it gets stronger every day

You make me laugh and you make me cry

But I would never trade a smile or even a tear 

For life without your sweet face

You make me fall head over heels with every kiss

I am truly, madly, deeply in love

I wish I had better words to express it

Though love is not just a feeling nor a kind word

But rather feelings and words put into action

So I will do my best to show you love

With each and every passing day

When my skies are gray

You bring the sunshine

With everything you do and say

You remind me that there is beauty around me

I am not lost or unloved

You open my eyes so I can see

The truth of who I am

I was made to love and be loved by You

I’m sorry that I turned ran

So many times, You chased me down

You picked me up when I fell

I was lost but now I am found

Thank you my Lord

For being my shelter

When the rain poured

You have healed my broken heart 

And forgiven me of my wrongs

Every day, I have a brand new start

Our souls will be forever young.

By Lubomit Bukov

You let me go on that cold October night

Blaming God and not yourself for my broken heart

You said no more would you fight

Those feelings of doubt and God’s Will for your life

You called me later, waking me from my restless sleep 

I answered, expecting strife

But in tears and with apologies

You fought yourself until you stated

“This is the way it has to be”

We hung up the phone and things were never the same

You couldn’t even look me in the eye as we passed at school

And I couldn’t even say your name

Without turmoil, without tears, without memories flooding back

I loved you, but I hated you

What was it that made you leave? What did I lack?

It took my heart four whole years

To heal the wound you had left in it

Eventually there were no more tears

But a scar was still hidden there

I had come to accept your choice

I even thought it to be fair

You were off playing guitar and making use of your voice

That had been your dream and I was happy for you

Until I heard one song you had written

The words brought forth the truth

Of the real reason you left me all those years ago

It was for HER - the girl I had secretly feared you had feelings for

While I was yours, though you didn’t let it show

All of a sudden, that sting of pain came back

Everything made sense now

All my old doubts became fact

I wish you had told me the truth, right then and there

That you loved her not me

What you put me through was not fair

I hope someday you can be a man

Stand up and say, “I’m sorry that I lied and ran”

I don’t want you back, don’t get me wrong

I just feel betrayed

But I guess I knew all along

I just want you to admit your mistake

And tell the truth for once

Making things right with the girl you led astray

“What is this all about? Settle down, please don’t yell or shout. The landlord, he lives downstairs. We’ll get evicted, please don’t be too loud. You say I’m passive-aggressive. How can I not be when you’re always talking at me? You say I’m unresponsive, and here you are talking over me. You make me wanna throw this shoe right through that concrete wall. Maybe you should pack your things. If it’s that dreadful, then just leave it all. Every time I try to make you smile, You say that I’m being a child. Well, I tried my best. You say that I need therapy. Well, my darling, so do you. Don’t need for you to tell me what is wrong in all I say or do. Please don’t try to throw this shoe right through that concrete wall. Maybe you should pack your things. If it’s that dreadful, then just leave it all.”

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