Love.

That's the only emotion I feel as Jeremy wraps his arm around my neck, kissing my forehead.

I love him, he loves me.

He's amazing.

I feel amazing.

True love is a flawless thing. It is.

How does it get better than this?

It doesn't, and that's true love.

You're the love guru.
Your hands spread apart.
I wonder why
You've stolen my heart.

I love you more
But you love me less
I'm sitting here feelin' depressed
In my new black dress.

Love; it's a crazy thing.
My emotions whirl around.
And all they are
Are pushed, pushed, pushed,
To the ground.

The baker is making a pie.
Why, oh why,
Was I not invited?

You had a big party.
I wasn't invited.
I never am.

It's a dance, this time.
And I'm still not invited.
Why?

I guess it's better to say,
I'm uninvited.
More than enough.

Heaven; such a harmonious place.
With luscious trees and elevated mountains.
A lighthouse standing tall in the distance;
An lingering canoe floating in the shimmering lake.

Billowy clouds soaring across the sky.
A car driving down the road.
God is in presence;
We are in heaven.

Deep into the meadows of the South
I see a bus pulled up in front of the common store.
Above my head are alluring clouds
I have never seen before.

Things like this are rare.
No one visits my small Southern town.
Where things are bound to happen.
Spellbound.

Do you think that bus is skeptical?
I do.
There are no visitors in this town.
Whoever comes in
Never gets out.

I learned the hard way.