Let it be still. What comes alive in the nighttime? Feed it. Sing to it. Breathe it in. Nothing will ever feel the same and you know it too.

Lately I’ve been catching fireflies in my sleep. I wake up in a glowing room and swear I see you, but it’s just their reflection off the light. Nothing is that simple. Death isn’t that forgiving.

If I was a ghost, I’d leave everyone I love alone and float to a better place. Life is for the living, anyways. And if a piece of you is suffering then let it be. You can’t kill the dead. You can’t keep your eyes closed forever if you’re afraid of the dark. You can’t let fireflies be your nightlight, they deserve to be free too. And if nothing feels like home and if nothing feels the same- let yourself wander in the shadows of it all. Let it grow. Let it be still. -AMT©️