What Is, Will Be

The world is a
cruel and
beautiful place

And I’ll
tell you
why

Spiders exist
and so
do butterflies

Deathbeds get
made everyday
but so do ultrasounds

Guns are fired
and
lipstick is stained

Marriages and
laughter and
adventures

Depression
and crying
and that

feeling in the
pit of your stomach
that makes you feel
like nothing
even matters
anymore but-

I’ll tell you something;

The world may
be cruel,
but it is still beautiful.

Life goes on.
Sunrises turn into
sunsets,
people change
and grow and love and live.

Rain and
rainbows and
deserts and seas.

The expanse of
a forest and
the fog of a mountain.

Rivers and
valleys and
cities and cars.

But none
so cruel or
beautiful

As the day I met you.