the story is
Old
,i know,
but it goes on…

there was a bright spot in the night sky(i think itwas night because it was so dark with no stars except for the bright spot which was too soft to believe in ) and when i stared at it i would concentrate. and it would get brighter and it would fade and it would
twinkle
i thought about how i might stare forever i was so young to think about dying when it sputtered my heart jumped and i tried to hold it alive in my eyes with my head tilted upwards and it was so difficult and the earth brought it down and it crashed it caught on fire it tried so hard to burn on its own but it burned the whole world and i think we’re an apparition i think we ended so long ago it feels like we’ve been faking it foreveri know this because i haven’t had a dream since, but i’m one of the lucky ones. i’m one of the lucky ones.

i know i am dont ask me why but i know i am.

- if everyone doubts me enough it’s easier to doubt myself
- every goodlittle boy with their trees burning down .
- “ps try not to think too much.”
- if you remember me
remember how you forgot, /& your own reason why