It is my daily prayer to reach out to at least one person everyday, in any way possible. Time spent together, encouraging words exchanged, a simple note saying 'how r u? =)", they would all do. Why? Because I want to and I'm happy to do it.
Though last night was different. Everything seemed to be ok, that is, no major thing going on.
I didn't know that words could pierce through you. Even more, silence can be worse than empty words. These were my hurts, and vulnerability really takes a lot of courage.
In other words, I'm just grieving for my battered heart. Oh grace, how sweet is your sound.