My heart must be the very most complex organ that I have.
Clearly, it is way more complex than my simple brain.
Why did God give a simple girl such a complicated heart?
I feel that my heart is wrapped in these layers of protective fabric, my entire capacity to love covered by the veil of waiting.
Jesus must surely be my boyfriend because he has veiled me so completely that I either cannot be seen by the opposite gender nor can I see out to consider anyone just yet.
