Post by safaiax on Jan 2, 2009 3:53:27 GMT -5
Actually this wasn't technically a journal entry per se...but it honestly looks like something I would write in my journal. So here it is. Written at 1 in thE morning-ish, and edited the next day...I kind of like it myself 
Love Has Come Forever
When a boy sweeps you off your feet, what are you to do except go with it? The thing is, this wasn’t a boy; it was like a shadow, or a dream, only, it was all too real—and it was alive, and perfect; like music to dance to, or air to breathe.
And live by.
You could call it ‘spiritual’ if you’d like, or ‘experiential’, but that doesn’t diminish its reality. Besides, isn’t that what love is? ‘Love is patient and love is kind…’— maybe you’d heard that before. Love is also real, and this was real, and it continues to be real, even while I sleep and dream. It’s as real as the sun’s light when a man closes his eyes; as real as the authority’s existence when a thief runs and hides.
This was real, perfect, and honest, and because it was—still is—I can trust it. When you find the person you love the most and make them your everything, you risk it all, because when you lose that person, you have nothing left. However, with this Person, or Being, it doesn’t matter if you make Him your everything, because He will never leave you, let you down, or die. In this instance, even if you’ve lost everything on earth, you’ve lost nothing, because you’ve chosen to make this Being your everything.
Love Has Come Forever
When a boy sweeps you off your feet, what are you to do except go with it? The thing is, this wasn’t a boy; it was like a shadow, or a dream, only, it was all too real—and it was alive, and perfect; like music to dance to, or air to breathe.
And live by.
You could call it ‘spiritual’ if you’d like, or ‘experiential’, but that doesn’t diminish its reality. Besides, isn’t that what love is? ‘Love is patient and love is kind…’— maybe you’d heard that before. Love is also real, and this was real, and it continues to be real, even while I sleep and dream. It’s as real as the sun’s light when a man closes his eyes; as real as the authority’s existence when a thief runs and hides.
This was real, perfect, and honest, and because it was—still is—I can trust it. When you find the person you love the most and make them your everything, you risk it all, because when you lose that person, you have nothing left. However, with this Person, or Being, it doesn’t matter if you make Him your everything, because He will never leave you, let you down, or die. In this instance, even if you’ve lost everything on earth, you’ve lost nothing, because you’ve chosen to make this Being your everything.