Too long for a text message

Speak for me once more. Let the words trace down my neck and smiles etch on our faces. The good old days he says. The days before I abandoned you and hoped you would be waiting n the decrepit roller coaster where you took beautiful pictures and searched for a sign. Something more. Get something out of nothing.

I look from a distance and see how much you've grown. Pinks, reds, orange, yellows. Your hair braided into mine.

Remember the feather narrative? I want that feather. I'd cherish it more than you know.

My first true love, make sure Georgia is good to you. I know he will be. Write soon about amusement parks. Lie in the bath and think of candy striped legs and Dr. Stephen. Take pictures so I know you are alright. Take pictures so I know you aren't.

I'm glad you got out, regardless of how. Let's remember the notes and laugh about our antics.

I always think of your lips when I smell photo developer. Some days, it makes me cry