The way the wind whispers to the trees at night,
this is beautiful.
the way the sky changes colors until everything blends
into a pinkish-orange sunset,
this is beautiful.
the way that people dance in the rain
just to forget everything,
this is beautiful.
the way the pages of a new book feel
under your hands as you turn the pages,
this is beautiful.
the way airplanes rise, higher and higher into the sky until
everything around them is white nothingness,
this is beautiful.
the way people are able to smile
after their eyes have filled with tsunamis,
this is beautiful.
the way that I am able to sit here and name
all the beautiful things in life is a gift,
and that
is beautiful, too.

it's 11:28 pm, and it's been exactly
two months since you told me
you were going away.
two months since I kissed you,
two months since "I love you".
two months that I've missed you.

Be careful
When trying to fix someone
Because once something
B
                r
                             e
    a
                     k
                              s
It can never
Be the same
again

The thing about sadness
Without a cause
Is that you can't do anything about it
Because how can you try to
Fix something
When you don't even know
Which part of it
Is broken?