You know? Your smile is the most beautiful thing I’ve seen on Earth. Even though they’re a myriad of places I’ve yet to see, when I see your smile, all I can think is ‘there can’t be anything more beautiful than that’. I could be wrong but Art is after all in the eye of the beholder. It’s not just your smile, everything about you, scars and all, are the stuff of legends. Your voice, your radiance, your presence, you’re a walking charity because wouldn’t freely give away the most valuable things on Earth be considered generous? And I love you, I love you a lot. You don’t have to say anything, I understand. Your spirit is shackled, there are things you can’t do and places you can’t go, I know. All I want you to do is store all this love I’m pouring towards you and keep it hidden in a tiny room near your heart, and whenever you feel alone or sad just go to that tiny room and remind yourself that there are people out there who would do anything to see you smile. This is my gift.