fall
or did you jump.
despite what the papers said / unsaid. will never know.
nor perhaps, is there a need to. my box of phantom questions grow, and this slip bears your name.
i will not pretend to know why you lived, nor why you chose to die, if indeed, that choice was yours. i can only wish release for your human-shaped heart, and that you find peace in this jagged closure.
sleep sweet.
