Friday. 9:41 am
3 days with God on that.
The hurt my heart feels is a profound sadness.
It paralyzed me. I couldn’t speak. I couldn’t eat.
It’s that I can’t understand.
How is that they don’t know…?
How is it that they can’t see…?
When it was written so long ago?
Update- found this 4 last clover while I was waiting for this to upload… it’s only my second this year…I know what it means to me…