tonight, i will close my eyes and remember that
there are people more beautiful than i
more purposeful than i have ever been
more wonderful than i could dream.
and tonight i will close my eyes
with a prayer falling from my lips because
they are also more broken than i
more afraid than i have ever been
more lost than i could dream.
why is it that all the best
suffer all the worst?
so much for fairness.
goodnight, beautiful people.
i love you.