As hard as I try...

It's always you I want in the direst hour, and truest noonday light.
Life is good, lovely. Full and filled with blessings, and I am happy every day to be alive. My life today is more blessed than I could have imagined. Really, and it is all because of the life in it, traced of Love from a merciful God. There is much joy, and purpose, and distraction, of the pleasant sort. There is richness and beauty, and I am content. But every so often it strikes me bitter hard that you're the only one that really has my heart. I miss you. And I'll carry on, and it'll be alright - because it has been, and He is Good. But I love you, in ways that surprise me all the more each day. Just like broken castle walls, in sunlit storm, a rose standing.

Hello my old heart, my new heart, my heart right now.
I found you once again, or did you find me this time?