You unbreak us all.

I was mad at God today. Because your tears bounced like silly putty on the floor beneath your Gypsy traveling feet, and I am airplane rides away. I believe that the hummingbirds stop mid flight when they see your sadness across these summer skies. You're the bravest star soldier I know, casting comets across fields of the world's growing pain just to brighten all our dark days. Shields of therapeutic glory. But, armor gets heavy. And cold. And we are too wild to be frozen in time. You are too much MUCH for them sometimes. But not to us misfit, broken piece kids. We. We need your blinding shine. You unbreak all the hearts, and cut yourself on all our soul's glass shards. Just so we can breathe. What about you, dancer in the dark? May I sit with you on the lonely hearts bench at the Crash Park? Here is my lionhearted laughter. Here are my listening eyes, ready to watch your story spill hard. Here is my jukebox heart. You pick the song today, Cajun blues baby. I know we are skipping together on this journey, and your every magical molecule knows you're not alone. But, it's still nice to be reminded, you know? I love you six million oceans worth.