21 2 / 2011
Subdued 25ft.
I heard you snore and made myself believed that it’s the most beautiful sound I’ve ever heard when in fact, my ears felt like convulsing from the loudness of your snuffling. I made myself believe. Yes, even if I felt like letting it all go. I made myself believe.
Faith is something much deeper than love. You may not agree with me and I may not care. But what’s the point? Hahahaha!
Anyway, as I was saying, I made myself believe. For 25 months, I made myself believe that you’re the one I’ll grow up with. You’re the one I’m going to marry some day. You’re the right one.
As the saying goes “What the mind perceive it can achieve”.
So Papa Jesus, I want him. Please.
