When it’s quiet like this, I start to wonder if I was the embodiment of a spell that you whispered into the night. Hold it close to my chest and think to myself… who did you anger to have me as your ghost? I remember we used to joke about alternates, how they loved taunting each other in the mirror. I remember you said to me
Incantations
Incantations
Incantations
When it’s quiet like this, I start to wonder if I was the embodiment of a spell that you whispered into the night. Hold it close to my chest and think to myself… who did you anger to have me as your ghost? I remember we used to joke about alternates, how they loved taunting each other in the mirror. I remember you said to me