You’re the kindest person I know, to a fault.
You’re the most beautiful, like a piece of art.
I was so lucky, though it be short.
But there is no point in complaining.
Because what happened was something I did, or didn’t do.
What a life.
But I wouldn’t change it. Not one bit. Not one fucking bit! Let’s do it again!
See you again.
-Van, September 19, 2025
