We were young.

The days have past,
the new days are now.
Looking back to when I was 16,
could I have imagined the man I am now?

Turning pages never seemed so exciting,
Or scary.
I used to dream about the future,
I've lived in the moment to the very last.
Now I can say,
it took many complex and diverse roads,
to bring me here.

As a kid I lived my life,
close to the family God gave me.
My best friend,
was my brother.
There wasn't a thing I did,
that I didn't want him apart of,
rather it was legos,
or games, to him dragging me up trees,
ending up on the roof.
to the fist fights,
that would end in laughter.

We were young once,
full of that everyday zeal,
full of hope and excitement.

Growing up,
came in stages.
With change coming slowly.
What saved me,
was the beliefs I held dear,
my convictions,
hopes, and testimony.
It was that greater belief that held me true.
The knowledge of God's plan,
so grand it may be,
yet it's so personal,
it even includes one, such as I.

Life changing moments.
They came with much anticipated excitement,
Joy and pure satisfaction,
yet would lead with bouts of much pain,
and splurges of lasting sorrow.

Choosing to leave,
onto God's mission.
Those two years,
was the first biggest choice of my life.
I left with much zeal,
only to find much hardship,
which lead to happiness uncompared.
I was lead to understand true love,
which only comes from service,
and to that of devotion to something higher than yourself.
Selflessness.

To the being betrayed,
and the undeserved pain.
My life collapsed during this time;
Only to be made whole again.
It was by God's gracious hand... I was rebuilt.

I was young once,
now I'm not..

Coming home meant,
adapting to a foreign life.
It wasn't home.
but became home.
learning how to cope with pain,
and to the loving of two new families.
I became stronger.

Heartache soon followed,
it came in the form of green eyes.
Becoming broken.
Learning that only those broken,
have the least to lose,
but only the most to gain.
I overcame my vices,
and took off the noose around my neck.
I saw light once again,
learned that depth comes from experience.
Those who have felt deep pain,
are those who can appreciate the deepest forms of love.

I overcame it all,
to have come here.
I found her,
the source of my turning pages.
The diverse and complex roads,
lead me here.
So that now I know,
the reasons for it all,
transformed me to who I needed to be.
This person,
who can humbly say...
I can be all she'd ever want.
That the deepest of love,
stems from those who knows the darkest darkness,
and this I say,
to finally be able to say,
I can now fully appreciate what we have.
You, are her.
that one..... the one...


We were young once,
now,
I'm young again...

"I surrender who I've been, for who you are."

-Sleeping At Last