We wanted to let you know that we still love you.
Maybe not as much as Jesus,
And that we’re going to miss you.
Especially miss the way you dance
with your hands over your head,
and your Liza impersonation. That’s…
that’s the way I’ll always remember you.
I don’t think God appreciates it quite as much as you do.
Oh, I think God appreciates it even more…
Because he created you in his image.
At least that’s what I was always taught.
And since God is love and…
God doesn’t make mistakes, then…
you must be exactly…
the way he wants you to be,
the way he intended you to be.
And that goes for every person, every…
planet, every mountain, every…
grain of sand, every song…
and every faggot.
We’re all his, Emmett.
He loves us all.