I still don't know

Being here again is dark gray, all at once.

The impossibility of being who I was when I started this kills me whenever I cross my eyes in a mirror.

I guess, once again, all I can do is hope for the best.

~

"Guess who ran into at the shops?

Walking in circles like she was lost

Didn't you hear?

They called it all out

One gasp and then

How did it end?"