ever kill what’s already dead”,
the pretty puppeteer,
oh, what she said, she said.
"You can’t taste
what drips in the back of my throat”,
her nails found my neck,
dragging body and soul to where she floats.
"You can’t feel
the lacking in my chest”,
because when I died,
I wasn’t ready to rest.
Breathe me in,
feel my skin.
Let me take you,
wishbones and light,
won’t save you here.
All down and down,
fall with me, dear.
She likes to write. Encourage her.
Whatever you do, do not let her drink.
When she does, let her dance,
let her smoke another cigarette,
and let her yell at you.
Listen to her, because chances are
she is telling you that she loves you,
and this is a memory you do not want to forget.
Do not expect a lot of help from her friends.
They do not know about you,
and you should have been prepared for that.
You should have expected that.
She likes secrets, and this just shows
you were the most important one to keep.
Be prepared to be tackled when she is happy.
Wish her a happy birthday, and do not be late.
She will be elated. She will hold such joy
within her heart, that you will not even believe
that you were the one to cause such happiness.
Celebrate her enough for the both of you.
If she says she is going to kill you,
do not assume that it is a metaphor.
When she plays you a song, listen to it throughly.
This is her way of communicating everything
she cannot speak.
If she is feeling down, close the blinds
and crawl into bed. Wrap yourself around her
and watch twelve hours of whatever
ridiculous television show she has chosen,
because those are the times
she will appreciate the most.
Repeat to yourself that she will love you one day,
and some day you will start to believe it.
Finally, your time with her will be the happiest
you have been in your entire life. Enjoy it.