I wish

One of my love languages is ‘touch’. I wish I could physical touch Jesus, can’t wait until I am reuniting in Heaven with Him.

I wish I could sit on your lap.

I’d look into your eye and hold you so tight.

Rest my head on your shoulders, as you wrapped

Your hands around my body.

You’d whisper sweet things in my ear and tell me that you love me!

Perhaps the hardest thing about allowing you to love me, is

Learning to love myself!