To the girl whose life resides in the empty void:

I've discovered that life

is not predictable enough

for a forecast.

It's partly cloudy with

a chance of rain

and some days it sprinkles

and some days it storms

and some days it's bright

and sunny,

but you learn to keep an umbrella with you

just in case.

I've found that it's easier

to wear rainboots and 

dance in the puddles

than it is to avoid

the water altogether.

And when the stars

come down from the sky

with the rain,

you catch them and

put them back in your eyes

where they belong.

Sincerely,

the girl who has lived in the void, too.