Letters From a Dead Girl - E-book - ePub

Take a peek at a journal of a girl, remembered in the breeze, gone with the wind, confessing her love for her Savior. Day 48 The bathroomis the meeting placeof all my insecurities, fears, tears, and overthinkingWe're all there stealing glances at each otheruntil Youcatch my eyesand put me into perspectiveI don't need to be lost at seaI don't need to be tossed by winds and waves'Just let me in your arms, ' I sayYour blue-ice (eyes) staring back at merob my attention and steal me awayoh handsome Savior!I will dwell in this moment Day 93 You're the boy with the charming smileA personality to befriend meAnd stand by my sidePushing me out my bed of mudPulling me up Your mountainAutomatically in loveIt's a long and hard wayBut we made it up hereBy the way, You and I have gone a long way throughthe hard daysthe highs and lowsbut we had kept at it