Beginnings Of Another New Beginning

and fuck you for dying

Fuck you for dying. Fuck you for overdosing and leaving me here.

I feel like an astronaut with no tether. I feel like a ghost. I feel like I only exist when someone is around to witness me. Luckily, a dog counts. I know four people in my state.

Fresh off a break-up, I am starting again.

I have gotten good at endings and beginnings. It’s the middle parts …