Hello,
How's it going?
I hope that you're somewhere nice and comfortable.
Somewhere, that you are feeling appreciative.
I want to talk about listening to your heart, and to be a careful gardener around it.
I'm not an expert on this, but I want to tell you something that of recent times, I've gone through in the light and hope that you will be careful.
If you picture, a nice garden think of the most amazing garden, that you've seen.
Perhaps it's got hedgers, around it, perhaps it's got a picket fence, around the border, with old fashioned roses and a water fall.
Perhaps it's something to behold.
And think of your heart like this.
How all very romantic, you might think.
But think of the gardeners, that work in this garden.
Do you let everyone in, or are you picky on how you open your ''gate'' up to.
This was me, and I have been burned.
I have fallen for the flattery of a person in india, who talks about marriage constantly. and it won't happen, no matter what he thinks.
How did I meet up?
by a Christian dating website, I felt lonely one night and he was there.
He has been there in the lonely times, and he knows it.
Now, there's a body of water, in the way, which I think is God telling us, that we can't be together, he's too poor to come out, and I'm not that totally in love with him, that I've got to see him every day.
And no matter that he says, always always see the person, in person, before you do anything.
Don't fall for flattery, no matter if he is Christian pastor or not.
You're to precious to get burnt.
No matter, how confident, you are, always be careful who you open yoruself up to.
I have now blocked said person, who just couldn't get enough of me.
I in turn, told him the things he wanted to hear, and yes that feed the fire of his love.
But we can't be together, because it would be to differcult.
My friends that is me and my thoughts.
Don't hurry love, let it come and find you, not to go out and make your own, search and rescue party, only to have someone to come and pick up the pieces.
That's me and my thoughts.
Chloe
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