I’ve come to a point where I only want to seek you out to replace what I had. I no longer want to yearn for the past. I no longer want to mourn it. Every love song, every movie about heartbreak. Every book about conflict. I want new memories. I want someone new to wipe you away.
I’ve always felt like bad things come to me, and you have to seek out the good. I want to find something that feels exciting. Something I can’t predict. Someone I can’t crack. Help me let down my guard, help me be free.
I cry with frustration because I am not asking God for my Love. I am not asking…