Letter to a skeleton.

Dear ST,


I hope I didn't ruin it for us.


I hope you're reading this and if you are then potatoes to you.


I'm sorry I broke your heart. Once, twice. You wound up getting hurt in a war that was never yours to begin with. It was a war I waged between an old me and a new me and the old me won, HANDS down.


You're important, really important. Your eyes are the ones that mean the most in a crowd of people. And I smile. Once, twice.


Don't tell me to fuck off. Come on now.


Yours, yes, YOURS,
HS.