Maybe out there there are so many waiting stories that end in a happy encounter. Surely for those who believe and feel enough with someone only. I too, to be faithful in my waiting only to the one I am headed. But is he so?
The last letter, three months ago that he had sent me, I had read many times until the ink on the paper almost faded. Sometimes I realize with my position as an ordinary girl who happens to be still learning in that place.
As a disciple, perhaps less if I love my own teacher. But what fall in love is wrong? I can not vote on who I feel this way. He was just there, whacking without a plan. Fear me with loss, bothering me with longing and jealousy. God, do not let anything defeat my love for You.