Love is not a fight

Warren Barfield

Love is not a place
To come and go as we please
It's a house we enter in
Then commit to never leave

So lock the door behind you
Throw away the key
We'll work it out together
Let it bring us to our knees

Love is a shelter in a raging storm
Love is peace in the middle of a war
And if we try to leave, may God send angels to guard the door
No, love is not a fight but it's something worth fighting for

To some, love is a word
That they can fall into
But when they're falling out
Keeping that word is hard to do

Love will come to save us
If we'll only call
He will ask nothing from us
But demand we give our all

Love is a shelter in a raging storm
Love is peace in the middle of a war
And if we try to leave, may God send angels to guard the door
No, love is not a fight but it's something worth fighting for

I will fight for you
Would you fight for me?
It's worth fighting for

I hear this song all the time on HIS Radio. It is from Fireproof. When I hear Warren Barfield sing, "I will fight for you, would you fight for me?" I always wonder, why you wouldn't. You say it is not me and I am coming to believe you. But in saying it, it does not mean that it erases the hurt or the fact that our relationship was you and me together so what in my heart, what was you, was me. Love is not a fight, and I found that I was fighting you for our love. I am worth fighting for, we were worth fighting for, you are worth fighting for, at least to me. But I would have kept losing the fight, as we lost our relationship, because you have yet to recognize, you are worth fighting for for yourself. I hope you do and then enjoy all that love has to offer.

Happy Valentines Day

I think I sunk to a new low today. I sent you a text message about begging you to please respond and let us know you were still out there. A yes or no would be fine. And then I asked if you still loved me and the girls. Like a modern day passing of the note "Do yo like me check yes or no" in the age of technology. You text it and wait for an answer. But an answer did not come.
Most of the time I am fine. I am working out, eating better, losing weight. Working, the house is cleaner and I am getting stuff done. I even went through all the mail and made phone calls to various companies checking on my bill status etc trying to get a better handle on finances. But then I think of you and my heart breaks. You won't answer the phone, or return a phone call. You won't return a text message. Is it the depression or am I just so dense that I do not see that you have broken up with me, not in words but in action. You tell your mom everything is fine and you are calling me on your way to school. Is it fine? What are you doing? What do you want? You said you would not disappear. You said no matter what you would be my friend. I am at a loss.