It is hard to face the pain in your face because I hold you after another man has crushed your spirit. God has anointed me your savior though I can never savor having you in your purest form. Our hearts would have been the perfect shape to fit one another’s in that state but you chose him. Now, I will pick up your pieces and place you back together, knowing I will not be the man cuddled up with you at the end. My heart brokes with this truth, yet I accept my responsibility, just because I am gifted with the ability of making people whole again. My happiness must ultimately come from hoping the next man cherishes you like his church because my Faith in Love will allow me to watch your smile from a distance. With that said, let’s get started building you back up stronger….