A Letter to my Ex

So here I am at 1 a.m. with a piece of your heart bound in leather sitting six inches away from me and all of a sudden I am filled with a little bit of a sting in my heart. I don't hate you, I never have. I definitely didn't like you at a point in time, but I've never felt hate toward you.

Why I Don’t Trust Myself

I didn't lean on God for direction or guidance when I heard the news and realized my circumstance. Instead I became upset, filled with worry, fear, and regret. And for what? Am I really so conceited to believe that the Creator of the UNIVERSE can make humanity and all the Earth's inhabitants, but can't make sense of my little problem?