I thought. If everything is a lie, words spilled out is for the sake of just that one single moment, promises made is not forever, good intentions is not actually good, then everything is fake, everything is just like blowing bubbles that pops soon after.
Though bubbles are lovely, they disappears quickly. They go where the wind blows, and never comes back.
The LORD replied, "My precious, precious child.
I love you and I would never leave you.
During your times of trial and suffering,
when you see only one set of footprints,
it was then that I carried you."
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