Full But Empty

My heart has been so filled with good things. My life is a testament to the principle that the Lord blesses us beyond what we could ever deserve on our best day. He has been sufficient, and will continue to be as I try my very best to make my life pliable to His able hands. My faith is slowly being restored as walking blindly becomes easier to me. My cup overflows everyday, but I still feel a small pocket of emptiness. I feel more and more that there is a longing unfulfilled, a dream deferred if you will; I have never loved fully and with complete abandon, nor have I been loved and known completely. Everyday I thank God for my half-loves, and for the ones that half-love me but someday I would like to open the small corners of my heart to a pair of soft, loving eyes for the first (and hopefully last) time.