there is no power in heaven or hell that can keep me from the love of the father on the throne.
on what has already been lost. it is as though there is a part of me still so hopeful, still so blissfully in denial. how can i let this go on? how is my heart still so eager to fan a flame that should have died a year ago? but i just can’t seem to give up. i’m still just far too stubborn to let this die. why do i always fall in love with things that are not good for me.
ben rector | white dress