Spoken Thoughts

Some thoughts are meant to be spoken

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He was the one to comfort me when my grief almost overtook me.

He was the one to hold me close when I didn’t know which way to go.

He was my guiding light through some of my darkest nights.

He was the one to comfort me.

Where would I be without His love?

I can’t imagine doing life without Him by my side.

He is the one who makes sure I am doing alright.

He is my guiding light.

The one who comforts me when there seems to be no end to the pain.


 

 

There was a peace that surrounded you, and I couldn’t get enough of it. I remember when the noise was too loud, you were the one I could seek to quiet the noise. You were the one to seek when chaos would make an experience in my life. Your peace was like a safe haven for me. Being surrounded by your peace gave me a clear understanding and changed my perspective on how I viewed trials and tribulations. You were like a beacon of light, leading me out of the darkness of my thoughts and actions. With you, there were no worries. I will forever cherish every moment I get to spend in your presence. I don’t know how I lived life without you in the beginning.


I saw what I wanted to see, and it led me away from you. How could I be so foolish to think I knew better than you? You let me walk the path I had chosen for myself. You let me experience the heartache and pain you tried to protect me from. Why couldn’t I see that destruction was ahead of me? You knew and wanted to warn me, but I was too stuck in my ways to listen to you. I could have avoided this turmoil if I had listened when you tried to warn me. Why do you keep giving me a chance after chance when all I do is choose me?


He came into my life like he was sent from above, but why couldn’t I see the enemy had sent him? His purpose was to destroy me with the one thing I had left to give, which was love. He came into my life saying all the right words and doing all the right things, but why couldn’t I see that he was playing me from the start? He played me like a piano because he knew the correct keys to push to make my heart play a beautiful tune, but he knew grief had me blinded to all his lies, and that’s all he needed to plot my downfall.


The smoke. The tears. I couldn’t see past my hand. Am I dreaming? I thought as I willed myself to crawl to safety. This must be a dream because how could this be my life when I became his wife a few hours ago? How could a day filled with such beautiful moments end up with me coughing constantly, trying to catch my breath as the smoke got thicker and I tried not to inhale? As I fought to get to the exit, a thought crossed my mind: where is my husband? I looked around, panicking, but I couldn’t make out my surroundings. A fear came over me like nothing I had experienced before until a hand touched my shoulder, and I sighed in relief, knowing he was near. As we finally got to the exit and out of the building, I knew only death would do us part because we would fight for each other until we took our last breath.


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