He loves you. Who loves you more to let you go?

I really love The Starting Line.

If the world runs out of lovers, we'll still have each other. <3

Anyways, listening to new music is making me happier than I have been today. I got my schedule, and today was registration. I'm almost.. dissappointed in today I guess. I don't know. I'm not gonna ramble about it on here. If it matters to you, you'll probably hear about it. But I keep forgetting the good things, and it's making me sad. So I'm going to list some of the things that never fail to make my mood lift.

Things that still make me happy:

Taylor Swift

Passion Fruit Tea

a good book

Alexis and Aaden

buying a new dress

a gift I adore

the smell of a new book

the smell of an old book

things that light up when you touch them

people that still hold doors open

postcards

handwritten notes

stealing his jacket

'i love you'

cute compliments

random dancing

mint chocolate chip brownie ice cream

Cake Boss

cowboy boots

finding an oddly symbolic item in your pocket

having a pocket to put things in

hugs

fully devoted attention

writing a good essay

hearing a cute song

Love Story

puppy dog boxers

sitting on the roof

Disneyland

cold nights and warm beds

decisiveness

a sizeable list

puppies and kittens

belting a song you know by heart

an organized mess

rain pattering the roof as you fall asleep

& more...

but that's all i will list for now.

and now for something completely different,

This isn't the kind of thing you'd expect me to post.

And, I suppose, that is the point.

It's a little bit.. er, heavier stuff than I normally post.

It reads like a letter, poem, or song. Whichever you choose.

-unintitled-

Dear God,

I was told that you love me for who I am. I was told that your grace could save the world. I was told that sinning would send you to hell, and I was told You sent your son to die for our sins. I was told to wear this cross to represent Him. I was told to believe in You, Lord. I was told all I knew. I was told.

Where are You, God, where are You?

Dear Father,

They told me You were just a lie. They told me all that's up there is the sky. They told me that all of us had no hope. They told me nothing could ever save our souls. They told me that there was proof against you. They told me my Christianity was just a tool I bought into. They told me I was stupid to believe. They told me all I thought I knew. They told me.

Where are You, now, where are You?

Dear Lord,

I know now that You love me for who I am. I know that Your grace can save our souls. I know that You sent Jesus, your Son, to die for our sins. I know that I wear this cross in remembrance of Him. I know that Heaven is up in that big blue sky. I know that the world is living proof of You. I know I was never stupid to believe. I know my faith is all I will ever need. I know all of this because of You. You told me.

I found you, God, I found you.

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No matter how small and insignificant this little piece of writing may seem to you, it means the world to me.