QUOTE : We can stick anything into the fog<br />and make it look like a ghost<br />but tonight<br />let us not become tragedies.<br />We are not funeral homes<br />with propane tanks in our windows,<br />lookin’ like cemeteries.<br />Cemeteries are just the Earth’s way of not letting go.<br />Let go.<br /><br />Tonight<br />let’s turn our silly wrists so far backwards<br />the razor blades in our pencil tips<br />can’t get a good angle on all that beauty inside.<br />Step into this<br />with your airplane parts.<br />Move forward<br />and repeat after me with your heart:<br /><br />“I no longer need you to fuck me as hard as I hated myself.”<br /><br />Make love to me<br />like you know I am better<br />than the worst thing I ever did.<br />Go slow.<br />I’m new to this.<br />But I have seen nearly every city from a rooftop<br />without jumping.<br />I have realized<br /><br />that the moon<br />did not have to be full for us to love it,<br />that we are not tragedies<br />stranded here beneath it,<br />that if my heart<br />really broke<br />every time I fell from love<br />I’d be able to offer you confetti by now.<br /><br />But hearts don’t break,<br />y’all,<br />they bruise and get better.<br />We were never tragedies.<br />We were emergencies.<br />You call 9 – 1 – 1.<br />Tell them I’m having a fantastic time.