It Is My Dream

To feel the sensation of this warm embrace all the time. 

Crushin on him? Maybs a little...


Que the Victory Dance. ;)

Who Knew?

Hello mister.

Pleased to meet you.

You took me on a ride that big jet plane,

and I definitely had the time of my life.

But now it's time for goodbye.

Who knew that I would avoid

saying that painful,dreadful little word for so long?

Who knew I would feel so sad

and have such a hard time with that day?

Who knew I would sob at the musical number

before you even spoke?

Who knew I would be in shock

at the careless and distracted goodbye you gave?

Who knew you would have such an impact upon my life?

Who knew, after all this time, my heart still hurt a little?

I knew.

But just like that, you were gone. 

And you took every feeling I had for you, with you.

Now I am numb. But know what? It feels great not to feel.

"Farewell, my [friend], until I shall write unto you or shall meet you again." (Moroni 8:30)

Love, Me.

Life Lessons with Lize

 There comes a point in life when words and song aren’t enough.

And so I dance.

Take me away.

I can't stand this loneliness.

Love. Seminary.

"It is not right to go back and open up some ancient wound that the Son of God Himself died trying to heal."

"God doesn't care nearly as much about where you have been as He does about where you are and, with the Lord's help, where you are willing to go. "

 Thank you, Elder Holland.

Words from the Wise.

This woman, with whom I associate regularly, is brilliant:

"There comes a time when you've cried so much that you just don't have any more tears to spare. I wish I knew why you're going through this. Just remember that something amazing must be waiting for you at the finish line."

acceptance.

The hardest part.

A Night to be Remembered.

We were awkward trying to be social. We hid in the car with our lemonberry slushies and told life's deepest secrets. We've always been connected (in our brains) and now our true friendship is a reality.

We have something crucial to learn from each other; we are to explore the unknown together.

Oh Please.

I'm not sure if I'm "not over it" because you never said sorry? Or I am over it, and I just don't trust you.

Wonderful World.

"I've been down so low
People look at me and they know
They can tell something is wrong
Like I don't belong

Staring through a window
Standing outside, they're just too happy to care tonight
I want to be like them
But I'll mess it up again"