Built me up inside

I believe in signs
I believe that everything has it's purpose
it's reason it's season.
I believe that he exist and only he knows why
I believe that he can hold my hand but knows when to let it go
I believe that he tells me what to do knowing
that I choose to follow my own

I believe that he was there with me that night ...funny right ...
the night I committed a sin ...why must sin taste so good
it felt like no one should denied that blessing I couldn't undress it
All my flaws were out
All my secrets were laid out I had expected a shriek or a sigh
Something that would confirm my mind
it's thoughts
it's actions
it's dissatisfaction
I was sure he was going to turn backwards

Instead he stood, light like a candle expecting nothing more
nothing less
from something that we both did not see coming .
I couldn't hold it any longer, I felt my feelings guarded inside of me,
locked up for reasons that no longer belonged to me.
It no longer hide and it showed me that nothing is more scarier
than your own shadow frowning..
He trusted me so I trusted him
I know that this sin was too good not to give in

Memorable I might say but more like mind blowing
he's words inspired and reached every bone I was owning
I still feel him around although its been days and seas away
I will never forget that face he made

It was a sign towards the most powerful sin,
the sin that allowed me to give in
and it just goes to show if I had not taken those foots steps as a sign
I would have never opened up to something that I myself built inside..