Save

I know that I need Him more than I need anyone else. No lover could ever save me from the places I’ve made for myself–nests of sin and misery that I can fly back and forth between. He felled this bird with one well-aimed stone, knocked the flight from my wings. No longer able to flit between dirty hovels, I will rest in this safe haven. It is the haven that His love wraps me in.

My Skinny Love

I could be in a different state by the fall. Would you miss me?

who will love you?
who will fight?
who will fall far behind?
-Bon Iver-