I miss you.

But no matter how great I miss you, I still can't have you.

This will remain as the hardest part of waking up in the morning.

But believe me, I can handle this--someday, I'll be that 100% okay.

God is with me, with us. He has plans, and I know it'll be better.

I love God more than anything. I must, and I should. It's not because I have to, but because I want to.