in it but not of it

This did something within me. 

Love

I choose to believe that each love has its own time. The love we have now is buried, so deep that you don’t know what it is yet. Neither do I. It’s still something precious, something that gives life. Your love is burning embers in the night. 

I don’t know what the future holds - maybe I would like something ‘good’ to come out of this; whatever that even means. Or maybe I wouldn’t. I honestly don’t know what’s good for me at this point. 

But it feels so good. This sweetness of sharing a glance with you across the room. And seeing your repressed smile as you read my text or hear the sound of my name. And the smell of your shadow as you linger around. This all, is simple, quiet pleasure. 

The human heart is indeed capable of many a vain imagining though, and what grief it would be if once again I realise that this was all reality; but to me alone.  

I find this a struggle I guess. It’s (painfully) difficult to navigate through this. 

I remind my soul that my worth doesn’t depend on the happiness in your eyes when you look my way; or the number of times you speak to me till I sleep at night. 

Well, the fact is that Attraction is just such a painful word. 

A midst the waves of emotions; the crests and many troughs; I choose to dwell on all things good and pleasing. And the truth that my identity rests in His hands. That I was loved and pursued way before any other boy did. And that this Love never ends. So much so, that often I can’t grasp its extent. 

Sometimes I revert back to the escapist me. I wish life would be just an car ride in the night. Without any particular destination of course. With blurred amber street lights whizzing past; all against the serenity of the pale moon in the distance. Just the right amount of tolerable frenzy (if I may call it that) nestled in soft tranquility. 

No hurts, no vulnerability. Just watching from afar. 

Ascribe - New Life Worship

guardian:

Jim Goldberg, the photographer who caught the heartbreak on both sides of America’s social divide. 

(Source: theguardian.com, via reportagebygettyimages)

Lord I’m hurt and scared. There is nothing I can do now but to believe that You will help me in my time of need. Just like you did with David. 

“Loving someone is giving them the power to hurt you, but trusting them not to.”

—   Unknown 

(Source: onlinecounsellingcollege)

“Be brave enough to live creatively. The creative is the place where no one else has ever been. You have to leave the city of your comfort and go into the wilderness of your intuition. You cannot get there by bus, only by hard work, risking and by not quite knowing what you are doing. What you will discover will be wonderful; yourself.”

—   Alan Alda 

(Source: onlinecounsellingcollege)

“All growing up means is that you realize no one will come along to fix things.”

—   Elizabeth Scott 

(Source: onlinecounsellingcollege)

Today.

“More than anything, people want to feel heard and understood.”

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(Source: onlinecounsellingcollege)

dailyotter:

Sea Otter Pup Snoozes, Safely Held on Mum’s Belly
 

archiemcphee:

This awesome tiger pancake was recently shared by Imgur user SoNorthTheSunDoesntShine. We don’t know who is actually responsible for creating this edible masterpiece (if you do please let us know), but we’re glad they took the time to document their process with a few additional photos. Now we can each make our own yummy tigercakes too.

Music for a rainy Wednesday. It’s been so long since it’s rained like this 😍
If you really think about it, it’s debatable. But I like how it’s painted on a random shophouse wall and no government official has removed it. (Yet?)