Nostalgia.

Her heart anticipates his arrival. She knows that he'll be there and she smiles. She imagines him in his norm- his trademark black and jeans and his grin ever so bright. She can only muster up bits of images from the hollow depths of her racing heart as to how she might respond.

It's a little late, but she knows that he'll be there. Everything was in such a flurry. Stupid hot weather, and humidity. Her phone buzzes, and she smiles. Yup, it's him, and she is pleased. Hr doesn't see her, and she doesn't see him. He tell her where he is, and she tries to locate him. Heart thumping a little harder than usual at the thought of being lost in the flurry.

He waits at where he stands while her eyes wanders ferociously to spot him.

And finally, when she is convinced that they both are in the wrong place, she looks up, and sees him- standing there in the midst of a bustling crowd, leaning on a railing- smiling at her.

Never had someone looked so good while doing so.

"Awesome", she whispers in her head. And she beams him a smile in return.

'06

**

Oh to extents of great heights,
Depth deeper than any ocean valley
Is the love from the One who gives life.

Like the air we breath- Essential.
As the life we live- but One.
Like the dew at the the touch of dawn- Glorious.

All in all, my Everything
So I can say
I'm bound- but by my will.

'06

**

write me nice,
and write me wrong,
hail the heist,
it won't last long.

carry that wood
you can't lift it up
stand? no. stood.
you fail in a huff.

my victory won
not by my works
but by his Son

**

excuse me, i seem to have lost myself.