The White Flag:

I can’t believe that I am admitting this, but I am having a hard time sleeping again because of a girl. I’ve moved past the initial bitterness and my heart has begun to feel again. These thoughts of her hurts. I see her name every where, yet I still care to know how she are and just what is going on in her life.

I can’t help it. I have a heart that, despite all logic, wants to love without condition. Don’t take that as a statement of undying affection, it is the gift and curse that God has given me: I care about people. When they are closer to me, I care more deeply.

Dear friends, I love you all. When I say all, that encompasses even the friends who don’t feel like friends. My heart hurts without reciprocation, but I persist none-the-less.

Maybe I love with this intensity because I want to be love with the same intensity. I think that is a fair guess. Maybe it is also an unrealistic expectation. I don’t know, but I do know, whether gift or curse, I must use this heart of mine the way that God has intended it to be used.