Forever

“I’ll be there for better or worse
till death do us part
I’ll love you with every beat of my heart.”

(All 4 One-“I swear”)

I know it’s not easy…but, dear God, this couldn’t be too hard for you…I’m asking for a chance…to come back to where it all started…because this road i took it’s much too hard to follow…and i wanna go back in time and change it all…Lord, there’s so many things i wanted to say to You, i feel my soul so heavy…

Sometimes i feel like i’m lost in the darkest night, leaving behind the Light…Leaving You behind…my faith and my beliefs…i miss having faith…i miss feeling hope, i miss praying with all my heart…

I still remember those warm nights…being a child and watching the stars. And my mother saying i’m the most bright star in her life. And now…she belongs with the stars…God, please tell me she’s there, next to all the angels and saints, because Heaven is the only place where i could imagine her to be…

I miss her every morning…every evening and…my Lord…in the darkness she’s the only light i see sometimes. God…don’t let me lose myself in this night…guide me back into the Light, show me the right path…And if this is Your choice…if my life is the way You decided to be, please Father, give me peace of mind…

-Hey…what’s going on here? These are not tears of joy…

Phillipe took me in his arms, holding me tight and it felt good. I wiped away my tears, smiling at him.

-I can’t believe we’re actually doing it! I know it supposed to be secret…but i feel like i wanna shout out loud: i’m getting married!

He started to laugh, and i saw the relief in his eyes.

-For a moment i thought you changed your mind. And baby…the feeling was unbearable. But i still need you to tell me why were you so sad before. And be honest…

-I think i’m just overwhelmed by emotions. I imagined this since i was a child and now…and i have no one to share with…you know, i miss her now, more than ever…

-Your mother?

-Yes…i’m so afraid, Phillipe…

He took my face in his hands, looking deep in my eyes with the most gentle look i ever saw.

-Baby, believe me, if i could…i would do anything to make you happy…but some things are beyond our decisions. We don’t really have the free will…But there’s no need to be afraid…i’m here and i’ll never leave you…

-What if i’ll be the worst wife ever…what if i’m not made for this type of life…and maybe in time you’ll regret it…

He stopped me from talking kissing me with a tenderness and passion i always dreamed.

-Now it’s better? You are the sweetest girl i ever met…but sometimes, baby, you’re so silly…Alicia, i love you. You will be my wife and the mother of my children…and the most important person in my life. Forever…

-Phillipe, i want you to know something. Regardless of how foolish i behaved lately…or how irresponsible i was…from the moment i’ll became your wife, i’ll be completely committed to you…I will love you and respect you and i’ll try really hard to follow your rules…

-I know you will. So…no more tears. There are things in life you cannot change…people call it destiny or “the choice of God”. From now on i wanna be the creator of your destiny…me, someone who loves you and knows what’s best for you. And you’ll be happy and fulfilled! The only thing i’m asking from you is to let me guide you…

-yes, i will…

He had a brightness in his eyes, and his smile told me how much it means to him…

dear God, give me faith…so i could be safe…

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When Heaven cried

“Send them your heart
So they’ll know that someone cares
So their cries for help
Will not be in vain
We can’t let them suffer
No we cannot turn away
Right now they need a helping hand”

(Various artists-“We are the world”)

God, give me the power to accept what i cannot change…Please, God, make me wise enough to choose right from wrong, take away the anger and pain and fill my heart with Love and Hope…

Cause right now, my Lord, i can’t accept…and i cannot stop asking “Why?”…

-Alicia…baby, you’re crying…

-i’m sorry, Phillipe, i was watching on youtube…about the attack from Syria…

He took me in his arms and wiped away my tears.

-yes, i saw that…i know how sensitive you are about this kind of things…but there’s nothing you can do about…

-actually, i was praying…

-to who?

The question seemed so ironic…it made me lift my eyes to meet his look. He smiled at me and continued:

-to your God, right? And…what’s the result? Any answer so far? No wait, tell me first…what did you asked?

-wisdom and love…

He grabbed my chin so he could see deep in my eyes.

-baby…you don’t need to ask for that…you already have them. But if talking to an imaginary character helped you, that’s fine with me…anything for your beautiful smile…Tell me, wanna talk about this? The images you saw…

-Phillipe, what i saw…all those children…all the dying…what kind of people, what kind of human beings can hurt children this way? I heard their cries…that’s beyond cruelty. And i saw mothers and fathers crying…There’s nothing, absolutely nothing, that can justify these crimes.

-And what you feel right now? It’s more than sadness, right, Alicia? You feel anger…you want them to be punished…That’s why you asked for love and wisdom, because you cannot forgive and forget…

He was right, i couldn’t forgive and forget…I imagined that no one can…he continued to talk, fixing my eyes with his, like hypnotizing me.

-…and i’m pretty sure that you cannot turn the other cheek neither…or praying for those who did that to children…innocent children…

-no, i’m just too small, i feel too small…and i still need to “grow up”, spiritually meaning…so i could get near acceptance and love…but i ask for guidance in all my prayers…

He started to laugh.

-I’m sorry, baby, for laughing…but you’re so wrong…and deep inside your heart you know it. Accept the unacceptable and love the unlovable…Wanna know something about yourself? You can correct me if i’m wrong…

-go ahead, nothing can shock me anymore…

-You never followed rules, not even the simple ones. Always said you got your own set of rules…and never accepted someone else’s. In time, people tried to impose you things…they never succeeded…Am i right so far?

-yes…

-a rebel, no matter what, ever since you were a child! And you always felt special somehow and you’re still judging yourself really hard for that, like it were a bad thing…

-it is a bad thing…and i only wanna feel like a normal person, cause feeling special kinda isolates me…

-Let me continue, please…So, ever since you were a child, you took the initiative and the others followed you. You never accepted abuses and you always had an inner sense of justice. And sometimes, deep inside your heart, you feel that God Itself is not being fair…and, in your mind, you fight with Him, you questioned His choices. And that made you scared and confused, feeling guilty and sad…You’re still trying to deny those feelings, don’t you? And you still feel a strange presence around you, especially in your dreams…you try to tell yourself that it’s your Guardian Angel…

He talked like he could read my soul. It was too much…i turned my back on him, so that he couldn’t see the effect of his words. How he touched my soul…i felt so exposed and vulnerable…

-that means i’m right…

I turned to see his eyes, so deep, so dark…i touched gently his cheek and i started to play with his careless hair.

-Phillipe, can we drop this subject? You know you’re right…you seems to read my soul and my mind. And it really helped me to talk to you…but you scares me a little…

He ignored me and continued to speak:

-Alicia, if you knew…you’re not the only one who felt this way…those feelings, the inner fight and the deep sense of justice…You know who else questioned God?

-please…i’m tired…let’s go to bed, this discussion is too much for me…now you’re gonna tell me about fallen angels…

He smiled at me.

-Why would i tell you something that you already know? Come to bed, we’ll talk about this another time…

He took me in his arms holding me tight, so gentle and carrying…

-By the way…you didn’t said…He ever answers to your prayers?

-always…He just did that…My Lord, please forgive what seems to be beyond human forgiveness and heal our wounds produced by hate…thank you for being my guide trough the darkness…Holly Father, i’m still lost, i’m still searching…please, be my eyes when i can’t see…