As I write this, there is a black rose
sitting on the dresser across the room
from me. Rain is lightly drizzling
from the rooftop. Words are just stringing
themselves along a bland page
that more than likely will never be
read again. But I want it to be read,
I want more people like you to find this
and realize just how perfect your life is -
even when things are not perfect.

I want it to be completely
understood. I want it to be

life changing.