So I am a ghost. To you, I’m a ghost. We’re all ghosts to you. We must be nothing.
Through & through, I’m the ocean under you.
I can see everything. All that is. All that was. All that ever could be.
I look at a star and it’s just a big ball of burning gas and I know how it began and I know how it ends and I was probably there both times. After a while, everything is just stuff! That’s the problem. You make all of space and time your backyard and what do you have? A backyard.
What if after everything that I’ve been through, something’s gone wrong inside me? What if I’m becoming bad?
From the beginning she was impossible. The impossible girl.