Mine is a faithful kind of love A love without bounds It is a love sometimes without direction A wandering love looking for a resting place
The commitment is not hard Doubtfulness and rejection are paralyzing A rejection of faith produces pain The thought of rejection slices and cuts to my core It seems to sever something that will never heal I agonize over the thought of a life without faith Mine is not that life
I never was settling for her as she thought What a beautiful person she really is Maybe now she will discover it
