I sat here earlier about to cry.
I sit here now after leaving the room, trying not to cry, and failing.
I sit here disappointed in myself.
I sit here sad and hurting.
I sit here with so much on my mind, so much weighing on my heart.
I sit here longing for healing and reconciliation.
I sit here knowing I have messed up.
I sit here knowing that I love God.
I sit here, confident that I will always love God, yet knowing that things are strange between us now.
I sit here trusting Him.
I sit here waiting on Him.
I sit here loving Him.
I sit here missing Him, while knowing He never left.
I sit here empty.
I sit here weak and tired.
I sit here alone.
I sit here hurting.
I sit here about to cry all over again.