Running Barefoot

by Amy Harmon

you can’t build walls and then be mad when no one wants to climb over them.”

True love suffereth long, and is kind; true love envieth not. True love vaunteth not itself, is not puffed up. True love does not behave itself unseemly, seeketh not her own, is not easily provoked, thinketh no evil. True love rejoiceth not in iniquity, but rejoiceth in the truth. True love beareth all things, believeth all things, hopeth all things, endureth all things!’“ I

“Where true love would have redeemed them, obsession condemned them forever.”