Everyone tells me that I feel like a ghost. They feel my presence even when I’m not there. And I hate that these past few years killed a piece of me. I’d do anything to get it back. I would swim to the deepest part of the sea if it meant sinking to find the piece of me that’s missing.

But until then, I’ll let everyone whisper secrets to my bones as they hope for that piece of me comes back to life. -AMT