I Just Wanna Believe Again
I need more tenderness
Be gentle to me, good soul. I want to believe again. The world has been harsh, and my heart has weathered storms, but deep within, a flicker of hope yearns to reignite.
In the quiet corners of my spirit, where vulnerability seeks refuge, I seek solace in the kindness of your presence. I long to release the weight of skepticism and embrace the warmth of trust once more.
For life’s trials have woven doubts like threads into the fabric of my being, leaving scars that echo with every beat of my heart. Yet, in this fragility, there lies a strength, a resilience that whispers, “It’s time to heal.”
In the tenderness of your touch, I sense the possibility of renewal. Your words, like a gentle breeze, caress the embers of faith within me, coaxing them to glow with newfound radiance.
I want to believe again, to rediscover the magic that once painted colors across the canvas of my dreams. The world may have dimmed that light, but your presence holds the promise of illumination.
With each step we take together, I find myself shedding the armor I’ve worn to shield myself from disappointment. In your eyes, I glimpse a reflection of a version of myself I once knew — a believer in love, in hope, in the miracles of life.
As I stand at this crossroads of doubt and belief, I find comfort in knowing that I do not walk alone. Your hand outstretched, an invitation to embark on this journey of restoration, beckons me forward.
Be gentle to me, good soul, for the wounds of the past still tenderly throb. But I am willing to take this leap of faith with you, to embrace the uncertainty with courage, knowing that you hold the key to unlocking the chambers of my heart.
With your tenderness as my guide, I yearn to believe again — to witness the world through the lens of wonder, to embrace the beauty hidden in the mundane, and to find meaning in the intricate tapestry of life.
So, let us tread this path together, hand in hand, with gentleness as our compass, and hope as our North Star. In your presence, I am reminded that belief is not a destination but a journey, and with you, I dare to step into the realm of possibility once more.
