My name is Cesar.
I just hope this body can survive
The dangerous yearnings of my soul.Ask Me
He’s the one who walks with me when others think I’m alone. As I seemingly smile to myself in the sight of others, I know it’s a gesture of gratitude to the one who walks beside me. Where would I be if I were alone with my thoughts, my flesh’s chains and vices? I would feel overwhelmed, but most terrifyingly, I would feel alone.
I’m telling you that He is a friend who will walk next to you if you leave room on the sidewalk, and if not, He will walk in your shadow because He will not abandon us.
I may not be able to return the love He bathes me in every day, but I can learn to accept it and perhaps even give some of that love to others. And I know that is the least I can do for the oldest friend I’ve ever had.
Beneath the appearance,
We are flawed.
Our flaws, they’re hideous,
And we’re ashamed of them.
But we’re working on them.
We’re working on them.