Desmond and the Way to a Man's Heart.

People say,"the way to a man's heart, is through his stomach." If that be so, then I've gotta say this -- My heart has had alot of visitors recently.

Too much food recently. But you get the feeling don't you? When you're just in that mood where you wanna try everything. From the Takoyaki Balls that were marinated in water from the dead sea, (salty, lah), to the ramly that seemed rather impressively-made but was actually impressively-lousy after you ate it.

Though I ate none of those. I did eat a zin.ger meal, just cos i wanted cheese-fries.. As I always say, Oh Well.

But no matter... amidst the heart visitations, I've got One Person permanently there.

Even when salty takoyakis, and lousy ramlys come and go. Even when the 'extra' burger crowds out my fries. Even when my heart seems alittle bloated from the crazy non-food visitors. Even when it seems like it could hold no more, and it collapses under it's own weight. When the heart doubts it's own self, and the world...

He's still there. The Permanent, Unchanging One.

And You're all I need. And I can trust in You.
Keeper of my heart. Lover of my soul.
I can trust in You.