It is a new year. Though I rather not use the word happy.
One year ago, at watchnight I sat in the pews. Watching a story unfold. I still have that picture from then.
One year on, and I've become a participant. Not a position that I like though...
One year later what will happen? who knows?
And it was not a good way to start the new year either. I heard things that made me wonder if you lied to me, Told me things just to patronize me. I explained it away that you probably meant elsewise or that the person got the wrong message. I choose to believe in you. That you at the least, would be truthful.
But nevertheless, it has thrown another mild conflict into my mind. But all that's temporary. I know you. You wouldn't. I trust that...
The last day of 2007 has been one of those take forever to get by kind of day. I only pray that it doesn't happen so often in 2008... Laying in bed thinking of everything about you...
