Across the Web…
Thank You for your KINDNESS
Across the Web…
The Journey - BLOG
Please hold my hand and promise not to let go…
Across the Web…
It's been a while now since I've seen him inside the church but his face still lingers in my mind. Back then, I see him once a week. Sometimes, twice. Sometimes, never.
Most of the time he was seated in front of me. Other times, pews apart. Once, he was besides me. He said nothing. I said nothing. But he can tell. I know. He can tell that to me he is beautiful. He can tell by the way he glances back at me every time his eyes meet mine, and I glance shy away from him.