you loved me for the
you loved me for the moment,
but God loves me for eternity.
i will always love you,
you were never dead to me.
i thought about you from time to time,
but i realized i am not your falling branches.
i am the tree that stands still,
even when the wind is heavy
even when it storms.
i am the tree with strong roots.
i lean, but i do not fall.
without my roots,
i would be nothing.
you are my falling branch,
i lean because you expect me
to hold your weight.
not anymore,
i am the tree with strong roots.
i am not your falling branches.
i don’t live to survive,
i hold on so i can LIVE,
but not just for the moment.
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