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Wednesday, May 11, 2005
I won't stand out to get your attention,
I will use my heart to feel your presence.

I nearly lost my little pouch again. Yes, for the second time. I frantically searched through my surroundings, my bag and even the place I once entered. You will say, "it's just a pouch, get a replacement then". If this pouch is bought by some other people whom I'm not close with, or perhaps a design I never like, I will agree with you. However, this isn't the case. This little brown leather Esprit pouch, that cost twenty bucks, means A LOT to me. And I mean a lot - something I cannot measure with money. This pouch is specially significant to me because it is given to me by a dear someone. It signifies love - a love I'm not deserved, not worthy of.

It dawn upon me of how careless I can be at times. When people have to hold me back when crossing the road because I never look out for safety, when I lost my cats because I never take note of their movement outside the house, when I ignorantly hurt people with the words I use.
Fill me with Love, God.

maoed.
at 11:32 PM