I love you.

It is not your fault.
I feel the pain our families are suffering.
I hear the lonely cry of man.
We must wake up.
The time has come.
How long must we suffer, how much is enough?
This is not just "how it is".
We, the people, can make the change.
Sometimes the enormous pain feels like it is too much,
even for the magic pen.
These words can not describe the horrors.
Music can.
Love can.
Dreams can.
We will find a way to heal the suffering hearts,
end this unnecessary pain.
darling sister, I love you.
dearest grandma, I love you.
strong, beautiful mother, I love you.
adoring brothers, I love you.
amazing, sweet children, I love you.
Grateful for all I am, now.