no time to regret

Fully demolish the stronghold of fantasy.

I want what You want, and what You want is me. All of me.

Strengthen my feeble arms and weak knees…cause we’ve walked a while.

While I walked with weight you never asked me to carry, You waited. You waited back there, You waited up ahead, and You wait in me. Your weight in me.

Glory.

Will I wait on him forever? Will I one day be weightless? Will I ever learn to fly?

Will we flock together?

Here’s a trustworthy saying that deserves full acceptance: I would rather fly alone than never leave the ground.

My failures won’t fail me. They’ll always cling so closely.

But even Failure flies.

And yet, Regret restricts. It thinks its string can hold me down.

If only you knew, Regret…that by the blood, you’re silly string.

I snap,

and I am free.

Author: Gina Maria

28-years-old. Greek & Italian. Amy Winehouse's long lost Jesus-loving sister.

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