leaving the sinner’s song at the altar
it’s burning my tongue

men without god are like foxes, they say

I don’t like confrontation and I’ve been told to never question your will, but

all the years you spent crying repent
love the sinner, not the sin

they always ask why why did you leave give me all the reasons and then they try and tell me all the reasons I should have changed to stay

god is coming home soon / be ready / be better / he’s always watching
I’ve lived half my life afraid of dying

dear god,

it’s been a while. I haven’t missed the old you that much. but sometimes I miss the old me. the one that was so