My feet rest on the edge of a cliff. My toes curl around the lip of the rock, but my eyes can't look down at the impossible height. My eyes are on a star in the ink black night. The star becomes larger as I watch it with wonder and adoration. As it comes closer, I take a step backwards, and I am standing flat on my feet once more. The star comes closer and closer, forcing me away from the scary edge. Tears stream down my cheeks at the brilliance of the star. I would do anything to keep that bright light glow forever.

I love you Chris. You are the reason I don't fall down into my personal hell