My sweet darling,
all these tears,
this hurt,
the pain in your heart,
do not fight it anymore,
it is a gift, you see, to feel this much and even though it’s hard
it means you’re alive
with each of these tearful breaths gasped your soul awakens,
more alive in the pain
than you were in the numb,
you are coming back to me now, my love, lucid in this darkness—
so cry aloud,
yell,
and fall,
and I will be here waiting
to catch you
when the waking up is done. - Atticus

Don't give up now,
chances are,
your best kiss
your hardest laugh
and your greatest day
are still yet to come. - Atticus