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You’ve got galaxy blood running through your veins. You’re my metaphor, you are my past, present, and future. You are everything beautiful, you are a wind that urges a cloud past a star. You dissolved my cloud, you revealed a galaxy behind my eyes. You make up every jagged, misfit edge in my heart. You complete me entirely as the sun gives the moon light to shine on their own. You’ve got galaxy blood running through your veins, darling, and there is no way anyone could possibly dim the bright, black space within you. You encompass everything I want to be. You are strength. You are brilliance. You are holding me to your chest when I am the furthest from lovable I’ve ever been. You are my hand to hold when I am reaching out to Death himself. You match the thunder of your heart to the pathetic tap mine makes against my ribs. You take over when I burn out. You breathe life into me with your words

and your smile, oh your smile, Abigayle Faith, is the most breath-taking thing I’ve ever had the pleasure to witness. They say a smile can brighten a room but yours darling, your smile has the power to brighten the cavern in my soul. Your smile illuminates the pit of black nothing I have a bad habit of falling into. Your smile brings me to tears, knowing you are happy. You are never happy. You are radiating with life always.

So thank you for writing for me and about me. I may not be good with understanding your sarcasm and I sure suck at paying you back for all the money I’ve borrowed but hell, this is the best I can do. I love you to the very edges of your existence. I love you down to the very depths where no one but you has traveled to with trepidation. I love the thoughts in your head and the words in your mouth.

Thank you for not giving up on me. Thank you for loving me to the very bitter end. Thank you for rain soaked Converse and every pleading gaze and every squeeze of your hand and those words you burned into my wrists: “You Can Make It.” Thank you for your galaxy blood. Thank you for making me a part of your glow. Thank you for lighting my Candle once more.
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