Something New

Love. Love. Love. Love. Love. Distance. Pain. Differences. Pain. Transitions. Pain. Failure to Accept. Pain. Acceptance. Optimism! And love of a different sort.

I woke up this morning feeling optimism. After a night of deliberation, arguing, prayer, and acceptance, I feel ready to start a new chapter. My mind has been cleared, and I can finally see the future. It is bright! All forms of drama have been exhausted, and will disappear forever. It is a waste of time, and its not how we were meant to live. The Fruit of the Spirit is JOY! JOY! And I feel it. I love that security. I hope she feels the same way, because I'm ready to get my friend back.