Carrie,
I guess Iâm done, and we never happened. Iâm not one for words but theyâre coming now. I donât believe in fate, or destiny, or horoscopes but, I canât say Iâm surprised things turned out this way. I always felt there was something kind of pulling me back to darkness. Does that make sense? But I wasnât allowed a real life, or a real love. That was for normal people. With you I thought, maybe just maybeâŚbut I know now that was a false glimmer. Iâm used to those they happen all the time in the desert but this one got to me. And hereâs the thing: this death, this end of me, is exactly what should have happened. I wanted the darkness. I fucking asked for it. It has me now. So donât put a star on the wall for me. Donât say some dumb speech. Just think of me as a light on the headlands. A beacon, steering you clear of the rocks. I loved you.
Yours, for always now.
Quinn.






















