It's really funny how life works. One second you have such a high level of respect for someone, someone you truly loved in a way. Someone you cared for, someone you would have done almost anything for, and then in a matter of seconds, all of that is washed away like writing in the sand on a beach too close to the water. And when that happens, you seem to be frustrated with everything and everyone, even the person you love more than life itself. You start to put clues together and see lies when they're not there. You get suspicious because it's the only way your heart can even attempt to protect itself from future pain, the hurt that flows through your very heart and veins at that moment. But, but, if you're lucky enough, the person who you love so much, they love you the exact same way, perhaps more,, and they will force you to see the truth. They force you to see that they love you and they would never do that to you. They would never betray you in such a way.

With that, you are given proof that what you have is meant to be. What you have is worth and will always be worth fighting for. Your heart swells bigger, and even though you previously thought it was impossible, your love for that person grows, filling up your heart like water fills up an ocean, except this love could drown small countries.

The past few days have been dramatic. I've had to sit down and really think about things, but it's been good for me. I ask for prayers for someone whom I love dearly...someone who is in critical condition.

I'm currently in Bellevue, Washington. I love it here. The weather is a tad chilly, I wish I brought a coat. I got two really cute tops from BCBG. I'm enjoying the fresh air, but I really think it's too green here. So many trees and hills. I'm off to get ready to go.