Have you ever had a broken heart?

I couldn't get that same feeling during the day, with my hands in dirty dish water and the hard sun showing up the dirtiness on the roof tops. And after a time, even at night, the feeling of God didn't last.

I just knew that God wasn't there. He was a man on a throne in Heaven, so he was easy to forget.

There comes a point when a dream becomes reality and reality becomes a dream.

Have you ever had a broken heart?

I minded my own business, and, unfortunately, so did everyone else.

I have learned that to have a good friend is the purest of all God's gifts, for it is a love that has no exchange of payment.