Weeks of sketching and late nights, it's all coming to an end...culminating with assignments submission. Help me God, to really just give the best of whatever I have left in me to give.
It's finally gonna be over soon. Just in time as well...really feeling tired.
And painful.
It really hurts me to see you like that yesterday. The 2nd time.
I really don't like it. But I'm only glad that I was there...around for you. Somehow, I have no qualms about showing my care and concern for you, while you were in that state. But I really hope that you'll take greater care of yourself. The prayer I muttered as I looked at you....is really from my heart.
Please....please take good care of yourself.
The old broken melody, blowing through the trees of Eden.
They say the heart of man is too far gone to save... yet in the quaint humdums of the neighbourhood, in the midst of gains and losses, joys and heartaches, pleasure and pain, friends and foes, battles lost and won, you can just hear that quiet whisper, of an amazing grace....upon this unworthy life.