You are so much more
than the thoughts
that keep you up
in the middle of the night.
Breathe easy,
this will pass.
Just like it always does.

I am so honored
that I am the one
who gets to love
your tattered soul.

There must be more than this.
More than what lies
beyond the deep,
blue sky.
Where stars condense,
and collide.
Where glalaxies spin,
and multiply.
Where life blooms,
but never dies.
There must be more
than what lies
at the end
of an ordinary life.

I shed tears of moonlight
for every sin
I have yet to commit.

Never apologize for struggling.
There is strength through endurance, and redemption in forgiveness.