After all, hourglasses are only filled so much.
Be happy.
Move on.

Forever, forever and ever
Praise the name of Jesus
Forever, forever and ever
Be sure to honor His glorious name
Bow down and kiss the feet of Jesus
Thanking Him for what Has done
Glorious and awesome
Wonder to behold
Jesus is Lord, He is king
He is all that we need
He is more than we know
More than we can dream
Forever, forever and ever
Praise His name

  By:  Leona

You picked at her.
At first, you only did small pieces,
just took inconsequential pinches off here and there.
However, soon you became greedy.
Got comfortable stripping her of who she was.
Turning her inside out.
You ignored the empty gaps in her heart,
and tried to bandage the larger chunks
with who you wanted her to be.
But learned, like everyone eventually does,
that bandages don't always solve the problem.
Sometimes we bleed too much.
And sometime we keep bleeding until we can't.
That's what you did to her.
You picked at her
until there was nothing left to pick at.

It sways in and out of my thoughts.
Like a fall leaf on a slim tree limb.
Decisive on weather it should just
hold on or let go.
Risk the drop,
or cling onto the only thing it's known.
I am a leaf and you are my rugged branch.
You were my stronghold for a while,
but now I want to taste the wind!
So, sadly, I must let go of us.
I must learn to fall a little
if I ever want to rise.
Let the wind take me places I've never been before.

Tangled fingers,
between our mingled air,
with our tangled thoughts,
and our hearts in tears.
We won't let go,
and for that we'll die.
But sometimes, loving someone
means you're willing to give up your life.

Our feelings are like a river,
they go through different bends.
And is it right for a person tell a river
where it's allowed to tend?