An ordinary pray

Lord,
I know you’re with me. I know you listen to me. Forgive me if I ever doubt your caring over me. You know I’m fully committed to love and I’m aware you don’t control every aspect of my fate in this realm since you created life to generate more life itself, but there’s something I can’t escape: I think I love him. Actually I’m afraid to say I love him, not because I fear rejection, I just don’t want him to go away. It is a selfish thought, superficial in the same way I think about beautiful dresses and dance sensually in nightclubs sometimes. I know you want me to have fun and I can feel you’re willing me to understand that I passed the test. I am indeed a good girl. I starved myself, but I never stopped chasing for beauty and love. And If I ever acted like a whore, you know I never felt worthy of love. Give this witch a second chance, let me prove you I’m still pure.

Voltar / Return