My mama always says that time goes by faster the older you get...

But I think I've come to find that love rearranges that.

Being in love is a new thing. Everyday that you awake, you're ready as if you've never encountered such a revival. It's never waiting on the past but hoping for the future. It's so much in one space.

Being in love is a beautiful thing. Moving here and there, you're still where you are with them, because they are your utmost. It's always a garden in your heart... despite the dirt and the possible worms, you find pleasure and wonder in the growth.

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I'm in love, I'd guess we'd say. Time seems to tick but fail to tock because I'm not rocked by anything other than him. Wow. Just thinking about him now gives me butterflies whose wings transform with each blink of our eyes.... so in sync, so locked on for whatever comes to think or be thought of. It's almost as if we move as one. Fingers engaged just as a ring is snugly fit so is my hand in his.

Time is enhanced. Forever a daze I've entered in this love... His love. Have you given His love a chance? He's worth your first and second glance. He's beyond the treasured spilling glass that seems to leave you empty. This love steadies my heart and utilizes my pace. His love has helped me understand my race. It's inevitable. We're all on the track. The true statement here is where are you and how fast? Curious am I to know your heart, but He is the one who has, from the start, spoken over you who you are to be.

He will be found within common nature, but explode the simplest of ideas. He doesn't charge you with a false advertisement or display. He simply looks into your heart, choosing you in every meaningful way. His eyes don't hold the pain of where you've mistakenly left or harbor the bitterness of the winter's you've walked alone. He only views you as the beauty you are to be. There is no room for hatred in His eyes or anything that you could rightfully despise. He is good and the revelation thereof.

Pardon my language. I'm simply in love. Perhaps someday you'll feel the same burden from this exchange that I've entered.

The days mean more, they're longer and full. Tomorrow's only a day that we've been given to rule. So I'm drawing this line, that my past, present, and future are Him, and undoubtedly I will see the goodness that's within. Crowded spaces and angry faces become beautiful experiences when you sit with the ultimate Artist, Creator and King. Let your impressions be filled with the expressions of the One who looks lovingly into you. And somehow you'll find yourself, cheek to cheek, repeating the words that He has spoken to you within every matter of truth.