We Ended

Remember that time when we talked about everything that would happen.

All that we wanted.

All that we aspired to be.

All that we thought we would do and see.

Remember when you found out I cheated.

And the me you romanticized in your mind died.

Remember when I found out you cheated and everything that we talked about would happen

Didn’t.

One day.

One day I’m going to see myself the way that God sees me.

That everything He made was more than enough.

That only He can use me without abuse.

That He can be selflessly selfish with me.

One day I’ll look back on today and remember

How I couldn’t breathe because the sobs so deep in my throat it wracked my whole body.

One day I’ll read this over and remember how it feels now to not know who I am and be grateful that I found out.

And I know I will.

He is Sovereign. He is holy. He is the great I am.

So why did everything else come first?