Please don’t
fall in love with me –
-If Christ
hasn’t already ‘beat me’ to your heart.
If your
love is no extension of your adoration of He,
What
then will happen when your ‘feelings’ fade?
What do
you think would be the fate of me
If the
affections I manipulated trickle away?
Tell me,
will I not then be a charade?
I’d love
if you could indulge me and paint this scenario
Of what
would most likely happen if I don’t say no.
What happens
when you can’t find what you fell in love with anymore?
When you
take me off that pedestal and toss me to the floor?
Come,
let me hold that paintbrush
As it
appears too great a weight for your mind.
Let me
reveal to you how my refusal to rush
Is not
sibling to any inability to unwind.
You’ll
rise from that fallen position.
You’ll
get up, put your clothing in order,
And
leave me staring at your back.
Yet as
you walk away, your steps further crush
An
already broken heart.
All because
you never loved me right
Right from
the start.
So you
might hate me now when I turn you down,
Respond to
my smiled greetings with a perpetual frown;
You could
make fun of me with your friends,
Make jest
of my principles to no perceivable end.
You may
title me a coward or seasoned actor
In response
to not relenting on my compulsory ‘God-factor’.
You may
think me inane, unreal or a prude;
But since
your thoughts will never change mine,
I doubt
they do you any good.
So please
don’t fall in love with me,
If Christ
hasn’t beat me to your heart.
Because any
love void of HIM is a counterfeit…
And nobody
wants that.