“Some of us just aren’t made

for how hard the edges are here,

for how slow pain moves,

or how lost light can get.

and how heavy it can weigh…

we’re surely not made for how flawed humans love.

but while we’re here…

we can try to love a little deeper,

and burn a little brighter,

and maybe, just maybe,

we make it a little softer here for someone…”

*butterflies rising