I met her through this site. She knew me but how much did I seek to know her?

hell she fucking died in October

and I just found out now

felt like getting punched in the stomach

by something you barely knew

or never really tried to

last thing she wrote me was on a picture from when I went to Tokyo 

she said she was happy to see me around again and that she missed me

man I told her I missed her too and hoped she was doing well

who could've known she died 6 months later

and left behind her two beautiful kids

fuck dude I'm sorry

i saw your photo last night and thought I'd hit you up

and little did I know that I never could 

I'm sorry Kim 

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“the last cigarettes are smoked, the loaves are sliced,

and lest this be taken for wry sorrow,

drown the spider in wine.

you are much more than simply dead:

I am a dish for your ashes,

I am a fist for your vanished air.

the most terrible thing about life

is finding it gone.”
-Charles Bukowski