I am against you.
In what you say and what you do,
I am strongly opposed.
I live a life far from pleasure
in the peace of a Savior
who looks on me with the grace of my God.
I am not like you
and I can’t be.
Your way of life disgusts me,
the path you’ve chosen repels me.
Yet in this extreme awareness
of your lifestyle,
I have forgotten that mine was once the same.
I am not unlike you.
I was once in your shoes.
But the beliefs you’ve forsaken
are ones I still hold
and will continue to hold
until I see you again.
For I cling to them ever so tightly
in the fear that letting go
would put me where you are now -
in a place I’ve tried so hard to keep myself from.
So if I accept your actions
for even one moment,
I am accepting that they are good
when I know from experience they are not.
I can’t fall into that path again.
I can’t do that myself.
I am not you,
and I can’t be.