when i think myself up too high you come into my mind and talk me down

when i think im at the end of my rope and theres nothing i can do else in this world i just. think of you. and it makes sense.

i dont even know you but if i did know you i feel like you would be the closest think i would have to a brother and a father

my only resolve in coming down from a cliff so steep is your existance in general and im aware i have more than enough people to thank for getting you here

even though youre there, i keep you in mind when i think these words and so beautiful are you and as bright as the sun
a smile that brightens the saddest of people
a heart full of genuine happiness and joy and laughter
some special thing. yet still human somehow.

what a gift because we as a community didnt even do that much to deserve you

of course youre flawed. so beautifully flawed.

how do i find you?

and thanks for making me cry, beautiful