O my heart, I bid thee now put thy treasure where thou canst never lose it. Put it in Christ; put all thine affections in his person, all thy hope in his glory, all thy trust in his efficacious blood, all thy joy in his presence, and then thou wilt have put thyself and put thine all where thou canst never lose anything, because it is secure. Go, tell thy secrets to that friend that sticketh closer than a brother. My heart, I charge thee, trust all thy concerns with him who never can be taken from thee, who will never leave thee, and who will never let thee leave him, even “Jesus Christ the same yesterday, and to-day, and forever.
Plant Life, Owl City
The heart knows no time, no now, no tomorrow, definitely no last year. The only thing it only knows is that it yearns for a little glimpse of something that you so painstakingly kept in the deepest recesses of your heart covering it with lies, denials and deception.