It gets better.

It gets better.

The world can seem so dark and mean, but
somewhere, in a place not so far away,
there is peace and love and happiness.

A smile will light up your face,
and laughter will spill from your lips.

Tears may fall, yes, tears will always appear.
But, someone, someone beautiful, will dry them,
will pick you off the ground and hold you,
until you can stand by yourself.

It may be a lover, true, but maybe not.
Maybe it will be a friend or even a stranger.
Maybe it will not be anyone else;
Maybe it will be you.

No matter what though,
as darkness clouds the sky and rain pours on,
sunshine will soon appear and bring a rainbow with it.

This may not mean anything to you, but it does to me.
Because I’m still waiting for my future,
as I’m sure many of you are too.

But I want you to read this and dream.
Dream of happiness.

Remember, darling, it gets better.