A message to you.
I write to you when I am lost, when the road is dark and I need answers — I write to you. You are my answers and all these years I’ve yet to believe in you , I denied you my life , the very one you’ve given me , but in secrets I write to you. You have been it. So am I selfish? For only writing to you when in need, for never directing my gratitude to the one who has given me blessings. If so I want to thank you now for all the blessings , the mornings I get to wake up, for the nights I’ve feared sleep you have awoken me. A breath of air that I am alive you have given me. I’m still learning , and I’m learning your teachings.