until the spring i did not see the rows of marble thus bare. i went to the graveyard again and touched name upon name before i froze at yours.
golden hearts cold as stone, buried beneath these bones. a thousand times over, i would let the chaos simmer in my blood, claw at my chest, but alas, dead ghosts spin no tales.
two-hundred and four days ago, you quit breathing, and so did i. yet i continued on. a thousand times over— the cemetery must be full with all the people i used to be.
maybe i was blissfully blind until you taught me how to love, as if there was no tomorrow. it isn't always graceful, this healing, this sighing, but i'm willing to try tonight. me and you, just like old times.
here's to pushing away the lies poisoning my own mind. because i, too, will always be forever june.
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Hana Soo Min Kwon 4 June 2001 — 28 June 2019
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