They don’t love you

Like a damsel in distress waiting a knight to save her,
You sit and hope they’ll notice you.

Wants

I want you. I want us. And I want Christ in the middle.

Your worst deceit

And the fool I am, I got drunk in that love. I danced in its rain and I basked in its light.

Tell me

That way I’ll know that you love me.

Dear Lord

You are our father. And we look up to you.
So in everything Lord, help us to see you.

Scared

I remember and it scares me.