I Love You More...

I was a desert, a barren land. A garden once alive but now forsaken.
Just like a tree in the middle of winter with no hope for Spring.
I was dead inside and out, nothing left I cared about.
So corrupted and buried under sin, a wilted flower within.

And it was there, exactly there when I was ugly and disgusting that you stretched out your hands and died for me.


I LOVE You more than I love music.

I LOVE You more than I love my sisters.

I LOVE You more than I love my dearest friends.

I LOVE You more than I love chocolate.

I LOVE You more than I love Twilight.

I LOVE You more than I love my favorite outfit.

I LOVE You more than I love my book.

I LOVE You more than I love good hair days.

I LOVE You more than I love being right.

I LOVE You more than I love my paycheck.

I LOVE You more than I love all my favorite movies and books put together.

I LOVE You more than I love my new bedroom.

I LOVE You more than I love being loved.

I LOVE You more than I love myself.

I LOVE YOU MORE because I know you love me more. You demonstrated that on the cross, proving in that public desplay of affection that Your list is much , much longer than mine.

I LOVE YOU MORE-more every day.

And the more I get to know YOU the farther I fall-down, down, down in the never ending canyon of YOUR love for me.

I LOVE YOU for so many reasons dear to me and for reasons I have yet to discover!

LOVE,

me