Not just words...

The statements of Man:

I'll ALWAYS be there for
I'll ALWAYS love you
I'll ALWAYS be real with you
I'll NEVER intentionally hurt you
I'll NEVER be inconsiderate of your feelings
I'll NEVER leave without saying goodbye...

I'll NEVER standby the above statements and I'll ALWAYS let you down


The AMAZINGNESS OF GOD:

WHEN you're at your lowest, I'll still the beauty I created in you
WHEN you've turned away from me, I'll still recognize that you are my child
WHEN you cry, I'll still offer you reasons to smile
WHEN you see that no man can replace me, I'll outstretch my arms to take you back in
WHEN you lose even what you never truly had, I'll still be available to be found
WHEN darkness clouds your way, I am still the light you need
WHEN man let's you down, I will still pick you up

WHEN YOU GIVE ME A CHANCE, I'LL GIVE YOU A MIRACLE


Notice that man will usually start reassuring you with "I'll"
A word used to focus on self.
Notice he often ends with "you"
Putting your needs after everyone else

Notice God begins with "When"
He knows just what we WILL go through
He already has a blessing waiting for someone to order,
Notice how He focuses on "you"

Notice how man uses "NEVER" and "ALWAYS"
As if he holds time in the palm of his hands
Notice how God never has to use those words
Yet they are the most understood words of His plan.

Notice how man's statements are consulted first
And until he proves he won't come through
We don't seek the only sure solution
And let God do what he is able to do

She Was There

Fearing the end is near
He looks to his right and she is there
He thinks of every major moment
And she was there
He thinks of every time he was lost,
And she was there.
He thinks of the times when she asked for nothing,
and he gave her even less...
Yet she stayed.
He remembers the times when she called, but he was too busy to answer
Yet she eventually called back
He recalls the days that all she needed was a hug
But he had other obligations,
Yet her arms were open when he had the time.
He remembers how he was never ready to settle with her
He was looking for excitement and something new
Yet his something new had no face or name now...
He looks into her eyes for what will be the last time and he sees
All the pain he caused,
All the tears he provoked,
All the times he turned his back,
All the comebacks he made,
All the women he put before her,
All the time he lost with her,
All the dreams they never would see
He looked through his memory book
And only before he knew her, was he happy without her
She was there for him, but he knew he would pay her back
Because he thought they had forever...
She looks down into his eyes for what will be the last time
She remembers the day they met
She recalls how he hung on her every word.
She thinks of how it was too good...to be true
And then it was gone
She remembers the pain of seeing him walk away
She feels the joy of his return
She hears him say, "he just wants to live right now...they have plenty of time to get serious."
She takes her heart out of it, and tries to go with the flow
But for her it is love
She wants the best for him, so she is there
She wishes for his happiness, so she is there
She is happy when he smiles, so she is there to see it
But when he is happy, his smiles attract what is new and exciting
And he is lead away only to return when his smile is gone
But she is there
When she heard her phone ring, she answered
When he needed a hug, she obliged
When he was ready to settle down, she was already there
When he left, she waited
When he came back, she rejoiced
But as she looked into his eyes for that last time, she knew that forever was gone
She had given all that she had
And he had happily taken,
But now that he was ready and able to give,
She could use nothing he offered.
As their story came to a close,
He was overcome with regret for not being the man he thought he had forever to become
But she regrets nothing because her forever included a man she never sought to change
A man she saw the best in because she looked for nothing less
A man who was kind hearted
A man who wanted to experience it all
A man who was ambitious
A man who was optimistic
A man who at his worst, was still the best to her.
As he reached for one last touch
And his hand ran through her hair
For the first time, and the very last time
He was finally there

Unrecognizable

As I look through the glass, I attempt to see the positive
I try to find the good, and I search to be optimistic
I watch that person who has become so familiar to me
It is I that sees that person get ready for a new day every morning.
I listen to their thought when they are the only audible sound
I wipe their tears when they are the only cleansing agent for the soul.
I fix this person's problems when no one else will listen.
I am this person's company when everyone else is too busy.
I know everything there is to know about this person.
Yet as I watch them through this glass, I have come to realize I know nothing

I wonder where the smile this person you to wear daily has gone
I ask myself why their eyes that were once filled with hope now only shines when light reflects off tears
I wonder why this person's heart which used to find the best in all, is now cold
I wonder why the optimism is now pessimism,
Happiness is nonexistent,
Hope is only determination to make it through the day, and
Love is only a four letter word.

I ask why this person who looked forward to the opportunity of self reflection now dreads a lonely room
Why when they watch the sun set, only a wasted day is evident
Why when they see the rising sun, they long for the time it will again set
Why what once brought joy, now provokes memories that brings sadness
Why what made them smile at one time, is now only a figment of the imagination
I wonder why their future is so uncertain
Why their present is so dismal, and why they long to return to the past
I look at this person and see that they hold themselves stagnate, instead of moving forward
They avoid the very things once loved,
This person runs from the things that once ran their world
Why have they lost themselves in the quest to find someone else

I have known this person all my life,
yet a stranger now stands before me
And as this stranger watches me watching her watching me, she flashes me a familiar smile
And although the gesture is involuntarily returned,
My heart is well aware it is not genuine

Everyone else who sees this person sees the familiar
Yet if they only knew what she covers with a smile, with silence, with a shrug, with a song, with a turn
to walk away
If they knew why she had built that wall around her heart, why she places distance between herself
and those she cares about the most
If they knew why she sings, why she writes, why she draws,or even why she paints
If they could only see the person I see in my own reflection,
She would be as unrecognizable to them as she is to me.