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This is just random stuff i've written. There is no order.






It was a sunny, clouded day. You could smell the roses form to open, and the growing of more to come. The grass swayed back and fourth with the wind, while the birds played a tune for our ears. If there was any way to describe beauty I’d pick this day.

The breeze caught my skirt, that fell upon my knees. It gave me goose bumps as a natural reaction, but even more goose bumps appeared when he reached to touch my hand. My face caught by surprise, smiled effortlessly, as I thought to myself please don’t let this end. Our fingers clasped together like the pieces to the puzzle we’ve been missing. The last two pieces that were overlooked and pushed to the side. They finally caught our attention and grabbed our desires so close. He was the fit, and to melt even my own heart, he was my fit.

We walked steadily, side by side, with no space apart, towards the highest hill. Before that, we went through the tallest, thickest trees that looked like shadows from afar. We almost tripped over the branches that stuck out and the roots that were never cut. We came out of that forest. We breathed through the air together, but not harder or softer than one another, while having the feeling of refreshment fill our lungs like we were in the clouds. I imagined our bare feet stepping on the visible collection of water in the air, without falling through. Nothing would happen to us because we knew that God’s Will is always going to keep us rising.

At a moment, our fingers unfolded, our palms moved away, and we no longer were facing the world against us, but facing our destination. A destiny that could only be accomplished with space between him and I, so that we could walk on two feet instead of one. The fear that sunk and grasped my heart begin to burn. It made my eyes turn to stop looking straight ahead but to look at him. He looked so peaceful, quiet and at ease. He looked like if I snapped my fingers in front of his face his eyes wouldn’t blink. It’s because he was focused on the straight away path which made me notice we couldn’t see the end because of the fog that surrounded that area of the clouds. My eyes focused on all around us now. Where we stood was so white and clear, as was what we wore that I hadn’t remembered.

I didn’t realize until I looked up, he was no longer standing beside me, he was walking forward on the clouds, without a look back. As I watched, my eyes filled like the water our bodies were pressuring on. He faded into the fog before I even moved a step. Does this mean that it has ended? I thought, thinking I had the answer, only to find myself asking this question to God. I stood there waiting and expecting, thinking if I moved it would be too late… the question would never be answered. Before the time could pass any further, before the sky would turn to midnight blue, I had to move along. The more steps I took I could feel the weight that covered my darkened red heart start to climb. As the darkness lifted, the color of bright red was left. The weight was removing, the bright red was covering, and I couldn’t feel the fear anymore. In fact, I was more confident than before, when him and I walked as each other’s steps. There was no worry of him anymore lingering my mind and aching my heart. There was no worry because I was proud.

Our job no longer was making sure our heads were up and wondering if we moved at least an inch. My job wasn’t pulling his arm, telling him where to go, but to help him with direction. His job wasn’t suppose to keep me near by so that we wouldn’t be alone, but to walk near the same pace. We were to fulfill the glory of love that God has destined in each of us. The only right direction, was walking God’s steps, and it happened when we let each other go; when we allowed God to be in control.

The fog disappeared and the night never came. It was still just as sunny as I had seen, what felt like, hours ago. I ended up at the top of the hill, gazing through the empty skies. Then a warm hand slipped through my fingers, and I didn’t have to look to know who it was. I felt my face, that was tightened from the tears, brighten as it was before. God had answered me with proof instead of words. And then I looked and he was smiling just as big, placing his hand behind my back. We sat, letting our legs dangle over the hill, knowing our prayers were answered.