I Don't Think Your Missing

That's What I Realized: If I Did Get Her Back Somehow, She Wouldn't Fill The Hole That Losing Her Created.

She Was Up And Down—from Fire And Brimstone To Smoke And Ashes.

You Can't Just Make Yourself Matter And Then Die, Alaska, Because Now I Am Irretrievably Different, And I'm Sorry I Let You Go, Yes, But You Made The Choice. You Left Me Perhapsless, Stuck In Your Goddamned Labyrinth. And Now I Don't Even Know If You Chose The Straight And Fast Way Out, If You Left Me Like This On Purpose. And So I Never Knew You, Did I? I Can't Remember, Because I Never Knew.

You Could Drive Past It Without Noticing And From What I Understand, You Ought To.

We Were Very Different, And We Disagreed About A Lot Of Things, But He Was Always So Interesting, You Know?