It's Alright

This is for the boy who didn't make the team. 

This is for the young women stuck somewhere between adolescence and adulthood. 

For the 32-year-old man who never married.  

This is for the old women who don't think they're going to be around very much longer. For the older women who are probably right.

This is for the father who sends his daughter a letter because he might be too scared to call her up.

For the girls who lost their little brother before they were old enough to understand what dying is. 

This is for the boy who lives in New York. 

For the best friends who don't see each other often enough. 

For the kids who used to do everything together and now rarely talk. 

This is for the cousins who live three states away. 

This is for the brothers and sisters who don't get along with each other. 

This is for the college students who are trying too hard. 

For the boy she hasn't seen in months. 

This is for the girls who bought crazy pants together before they were forced apart. 

For the man who can no longer hear and is scared but doesn't want to admit it.

This is for the friends who never see each other anymore. 

For the adopted children. For the parents who lost their children and the children who lost their parents. 

For the friendly families and the family friends. 

This is for the teenagers who never made friends with their grandparents. 

For the mother finally reunited with her son. 

This is for the widow and the widower who are getting married. 

This is for the girl trying to find peace. 

For the first one to die and the last one to cry. 

This is for you. And this is for me.