you are a million-note masterpiece,
a symphony of chords that have never sounded before,
and you are a song that will never exist again.

you are a million-note masterpiece,
a symphony of chords that have never sounded before,
and you are a song that will never exist again.
we know unhappiness
too well
how beauty can be
stark,
unrelatable
i think
i am afraid of it,
because it is everything
i am not
but if i close my eyes
and reach up my hand,
i can feel—
it is good
and don’t I need that more than anything?
this good is grace
this grace is God
i don’t know how to explain it
how you make me feel
like a sunflower.
(Art by Emma)
(Art by Eve)