i write poems and stories about you
that you'll never get to read*

but one day,
if you try hard enough
you'll read them through my tears,
see them beneath my scars
and feel them through the pieces that used to hold my heart

maybe then,
you'll bother to pick up my pieces
and glue them to yours
maybe then,
you'll let me keep some of yours for reading
maybe then,
you'll know that i've *loved you more than even i can possibly bear

You gorgeous *******.
I like you.

It's just a little crush--really.
But it was a secret
For a reason I chose not to tell.
My friend found out today.
I freaked out--really.
But it's just a little crush, right?
Not one to last the lifetime.
If it was, I didn't have to keep it secret.
Right?

If I talk with the tongues of men and even of angels, but if I do not love people, then I am only like the sound of a big horn or a loud bell.

If I speak words from God, if I can understand all secrets, and know everything, if I can move mountains by believing, but if I do not love people, I am nothing, even though I can do all of these things.

If I give away all I have, and if I give my body to be burned, but if I do not love people, I get nothing out of it.

Love is patient and kind. Love is not jealous. Love is not proud and does not boast.

Love does not do things that are not nice. Love does not just think of itself.

Love does not get angry. Love holds no wrong feelings in the heart.

Love is not glad when people do wrong things. But it is always glad when they do right.

Love forgives everything. Love is always trusting, and always hoping, and never gives up.

Love never ends. The gift of speaking words from God will end. The gift of speaking in different tongues or languages will stop. The gift of knowing many things will end.

Now we know only a little, and we can speak only a little of God's words.
But when everything becomes perfect, that part will come to an end.

When I was a child, I talked like a child. I understood like a child. I thought like a child. But when I became a man, I stopped doing things like a child.

Now it is like looking in a looking-glass which does not make things clear.

We cannot see and understand things plainly. But when things become perfect, then we shall fully know and understand everything, just as God knows.

These three things will remain for ever. They are faith, hope, and love. And love is the greatest of them.

Tiny hands and blooming smiles
the innocence and trust of a child.
To be that young again,
pleased with the simplest of things.
Laughter and arms up lifted for a ride.
Content to be carried along
secure in your faith,
minuscule worries.

Flying through the sky with our wings spread
There is naught that we should dread
Our hearts still pure, how long can we endure?
Remain a child in faith and heart
Growing up brings only pain,
As life goes on our spirits drain
The enemy, is drawing near
Lion a lion, he'll pounce from the rear
He seeks to devour all that he may
With the Lord at your side, speak "Not today."

Will you love me when I'm 80
When I walk and talk real slow?
Will you love my wrinkles
If I let them show?
Will you hold me every night
And kiss me in the morning light?
And when I see my last sunrise
Will you hold me when I die?