memento mori

I can't remember to forget you.

My inadequacy however, in the light of you, is immeasurably vivid. Staining my mind; I can barely think of anything else.

I wish to fly away with my lack of grace, my inability to speak eloquently, my little knowledge of the things you know oh so much about. I wish for these things to stop weighing me down; I wish to surrender them at the feet of Christ. I wish to discover myself in the midst of wanting to walk along the same path as you; I want to know that what I choose to pursue in life is more than just your goals. I want to know me, in the absence of the person who I think you could love.