How do I cope with all this wonder?
The world is full of wonder. Ordinary people that do incredible, beautiful things daily.
I am inspired, in awe, of those I love around me. The output they provide to the world is infinitely amazing, and I don't think most of them know they are doing it.
Each bright stars in the void, shining beyond their wildest dreams.
You make me spite myself. I can't compare to you. I am drowning.
But as I sink, you make the sky above me so beautiful. A twinkling, torment of what I cannot join.
I love you all. I feel your sorrow, your burdens, the weight of it all. I'll carry it with you, forever and for always, if only to enjoy your warmth for just a fraction longer.
I am bitterly cold.