you look at me like you want something. like i have something to offer you. but really, do i? look at our lives. do you really think this would work out? look at your life; there are places you go that i cannot and will not go. and i'm not talking about the small things; i've already glossed over those. but the fact that your pleasures and values are so different from mine cannot be erased. and look at my life. there are places i go that you will not. and more than that, my heart is not my own. yes, its been taken already by Him.
i would give you what i could; i care enough about you to want your happiness. but what? we've already talked about the heart. what else? i would give you my eyes and my ears, but they are His too. i would give you my lips, but they are bound to His work. i would give you my body, but it is His temple. and so what is left? only His agape Love. and that is unbounding and endless. but i'm not sure that's what you want.
so here we stand. perhaps you consider me stiff-necked and stubborn. but remember, my life is not my own, to do with as i please. it belongs to something greater. and unless something changes, our paths will forever be parallel, friends to the end, never more.
so Friend, know that i care about you very much and am invested in you. but i cannot give you my heart.
