He loves me. he loves me not.

He loves me. he loves me not. Actually, I wasn’t shocked

But heartbroken at the thought

Of not having him there. But then again, even with him there I may as well be alone

But one night @ home

I stumbled upon the throne of The One that first loved me

And while I turned my back on Him

He was there with open arms to hold me & comfort me & dry the tears that he’d left me with

I had forgotten of His love or maybe I never really knew

Engulfed in what I thought was love that was everlasting & true

And while my heart does still grieve for him

He grieves for my heart. He grieves for my soul. He grieves for my sins.

He loves me. He always has.

-TheRealBlackCarrieBradshaw