About life.

Why is it so easy to forget all of this?
All of this amazing, impossible love?
All of this grace?

I feel as if I live in a world that is truly fake.
Blinding me,
tying me,
pulling heavy darkness in front of my eyes.
As if this love wasn't important enough.

As if it wasn't breathing life into my soul's very essence.

There is nothing so life changing,
life overtaking,
than the moment of meeting one's Saviour.
My Truest Love.
The Only One.
The reason my heart is now beating.

More than enough.