I wonder if you realize you can't take a compliment to save your life and you hold far greater treasures in the craters of your heart than you are willing to admit.

I know the first person that will finally break down the wall of doubts you keep yourself in,deserves a trophy.

I didn't believe in the Midas touch until I met you and I see all these people who love you and who you've turned gold.

And I wonder if you are aware your mother should teach a class on how to raise a boy and we'd all be better off

And I hope you never have to bleed.

And I hope you never have to break again.

I hope everyone who meets you takes advantage of how special that is.

And I want to ask them if they notice you were meant to shine.

I hope you ignore your conscience sometimes and dive head first into the first impulsive idea you have because you were meant to live like Charlie and conquer like Bruce.