sometimes I get tired of walking through these ordinary days

“Not much for conversation, I still find need to pray. Sometimes I get tired of walking through these ordinary days. if nothing else i get to see you even if we never speak of all the words and thoughts sometimes we don't know what they really mean… I don’t know where, I don’t know how, I don’t know why but your love can make these things better.. Let me lay down in this field and stare up at the sky. I hope the days and clouds turn into something as they pass us by. Maybe you could settle for a skyline faded blue. I hope that you might settle for this love I have for you” Jars of Clay-ordinary days