The Beginning of the End.

This is it. ♥             The time is right now, it's  all out there. Who i've become I'm not proud of, But its time to rise against the current time to seek the face of the one who wrote my story. His writing is ever so perfect, never ceasing to fail, even when I do. When my tears fall unceasingly he makes a river, a river that flows into a waterfall that falls into an abyss of endless forgetting sorrows. To know and to think that he knew me before I knew me, well now, that's just incredible. I'm nothing short of unworthy of any kind of love, let alone His love. When the broken fall to their knees, I fall because I've broken myself, Ive torn my own clothes, made a mess of my own life. I guess the real beauty lies in that God is so love that he gently picks me up and puts me back together. Humbled I am. I truly am. So I end this with a look into the beginning, The beginning of the end of the old me. 

♥ 

I see what I madeIn your mother's wombI see the day I fell in love with you.I see your tomorrowsNothing left to chanceI see My Father's fingerprintsI see your story, I see My nameWritten on every beautiful pageYou see the struggleYou see the shameI see the reason I cameI came for your storyI came for your woundsTo show you what Love seesWhen I see you.