i keep waiting for you to send me a new photo
maybe one you curated of a thousand images, people that are now ghosts

i know my messages won’t ever get delivered
but if i could say one thing it would be that i’d be there on the other side
and that you can be as strong or weak as you need there
and that the light will be all around and the beginning and end will no longer be a statement piece, it will be in our hands

i know that you are becoming a ghost now and i’ll sleep next to my lover, wishing i were healed
but in your memory i am complete
i know what youre looking for, but you’re complete.

rest now.

#fuckheroin