once when I was young and reckless and much more immature than I am now, I met a boy that I couldn't help but love.
My little heart couldn't understand it, and wouldn't accept it, and I was on the verge of darkness taking over
so I, in my ineptitude, sabotaged a good thing, as young people often do
time passed and I was alone.
and I felt alone.
and I cried alone.
and I laughed alone.
and I prayed alone.
and though I was surrounded by good friends, I was still alone
The Lord told me to have patience and wait.
and so I waited, but not patiently
and when I almost gave up, there you were, and I loved you.
Now you love me too
and I am not alone.
I do not cry alone
I do not laugh alone
I do not pray alone
I am warmed by the knowledge that you are mine, and I am yours
this is how the Lord has been faithful.
this is how he began our story.
