introverts

It's true—what you said— 

Introverts can't really socialize for long periods of time. 

I remember when we had gatherings all the time, and the sound of chattering and laughing would fill the whole house. I'd grow sick of it so easily; I'd simply take my plate of dinner and sit on the floor of my unlit room, eating and drowning whatever sounds of people in my head. 

It was nice. It was what I enjoyed—the feeling of avoidance, the joy of being alone, and the darkness of not only the room, but also my heart. 

Your words just— 

... reminded me of that. 

But that's all in the past. I may struggle with it almost everyday, but it's all in the past. 

I find more pleasure in pleasing my Father now. 

memories, 

Starry

mids underway

What a night last night was...

You took care of me... THE WHOLE TIME.

And—
And—
And I know that—
Duh, you would; and you should, but I feel a bit bad...

and a bit touched.

The things that you say, the experiences that you share, the love that I see—they've just become so much clearer after last night.

And because I got a bit dead towards the end, I pray you'd forgive me.

I don't know... how to feel.
I feel embarrassed; I feel appreciation; I feel so many things...
But my eyes: they're on God;
so my eyes: they're on you.

I hope I was good for you.

socialite,
Starry

obey and let go

Giving up? 

Never. 

Try letting go. 

I know that my Father doesn't want me near you right now. 

So out of obedience, I'm letting go. 

Why did the two of you have to ruin MY relationship?! Is it not enough to ruin your own?! 

JUST STOP. 

I'm done. I'm gone. 

goodbye, 

Starry 

sin happens

You don't... care, do you? 

I love you so much; I am so burdened for your spiritual well being, yet you—

You don't care. 

You just don't... 

And it's so easy to have selfish thoughts, but I won't. My focus is on God, and that's why it's on you. 

I fall. I'm sinful. I'm a filthy sinner, but by the Lord's grace, I learn. And I am learning— learning how to love, learning how to esteem others above me. 

I'm slowly learning how to be like Jesus. 

So you—

You're really important to me. And I may back off a little because of your dislike, but I pray that you'd know—

You are loved by God. 

You are loved by me. 

change, 

Starry