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although i like to tease myself sometimes. i like to lay with you, and imagine that there's nothing else, except the here and now, these arms. your hands touch_me, it feels as though there's power in those hands. all so beautiful. a lullaby, for me.
but, no, it is not real. it is love, yes, but i must remember that you alone cannot save me. i must grasp onto my God, for He is the only Way, the Truth, and the Life. i've been mistaking myself for so long, telling myself that you are my way, my truth, and my life. you are but a wonderful huge detail, but in order to have you, i must have Him.
thank you for understanding, no man can be the hand of grace.
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