This is my story

I can't help it--I keep thinking about it.
It goes through my head, over and over again:

"There's something I need to tell you--"

"I heard! It's supposed to rain this weekend, and--"

"No, no this is serious--I'm serious--"

"What? What's goin' on?"

"I can't do this any more...I like you and everything,
but we need to break it off."

She went on to say that we could just "be friends",
which means the wonderful summer we just had is gone
forever!

But this was the part that really hurts:
"But...you just told me you loved me, last weekend!?
I don't understand... this is so confusing--"

"I DO love you! That's why I have to do this, before
I go away to college. Long distance relationships
never work without commitment."

Ouch!


   I am so hurt and confused, I don't what to do--
   You say you love me, and I know I love you:
   Confused and torn between contempt and love--
   Your words sting my soul and I'm crushed

   I want to run back and beg for your heart--
   But I can't stand to cause you any more hurt--
   I just need to work through this pain inside:
   When I remember you, I just cry, I just cry

   The summer's love is over and school is at the door:
   I know that things will never be as they were before--
   But I can't help but hope some day I'll see you again,
   Even if it's just for a moment, will you be my friend?

+ + +

   Many years have passed since that summer when we became friends,
   Jesus called me and I answered and obeyed, and now I'm born again:

This is my story...

--bro. tim pickl     
Sunday August 19, 2007 A.D.

also see:  http://www.faithwriters.com/wc-article-level1-previous.php?id=17712

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