Because.. i love you
Our past is what makes each and every single one of us an individual.. But what if our individuality scares us, what if our past is what tore and tear us down. What if you did everything you could to help yourself and the loved ones around you, but the end conclusion was always the same: "why dont you just end you life." This question pondered over you for weeks sometimes months at a time. Your abusive reltionship with a drug head who you couldn't change, or that F you got in math. Everythng semmed to be going downwards, so what did i do; i looked up. I looked up, i looked up past the roof, pst the tree tops, even past the starry sky, and i prayed. "why" i said, because i love you he responded. For my lord and savior has made me brave, he made me say no to drugs, he gave me strength to call the cops in a scary situation, he gave me hope and encouragmet to do better for myself in and outside of the class room. Why would he do all this, because he loves me. This love is ever growing and never ending, without my God, i dont know where i would be, and i definetly wouldnt love myself like i do today. Molestation, abuse, hardtimes, drugs.. these were all just obsticles. I now know to accept myself and love me for me. My flaws, my scars, my insecurities, they are all just a blur when gods love is with me.
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