Hey… It’s Kay. Ghost Girl… Whatever you wanna call me tonight. I’ve been looking at this chapter. And… it’s not pretty. Actually… it’s kind of a beautiful disaster. But… it’s mine. Pages everywhere. Pieces on the floor. Words crossed out so many times… I forgot what I wrote there first. Some days make sense. Some don’t. Some… I’m still trying to understand. But this chapter… this chapter is mine. And there’s love here. God… there’s so much love here. I see it. I feel it. People beside me. People who stay. Maybe love isn’t what I’m looking for. Maybe… I already found that. I just need to find me. (Find me…) Somewhere in this beautiful disaster. I just need to find me. (Find me…) Not who I was. Not who you need me to be. Just… me. I know there’s love around me. I know. I know. I just need… to find me. Maybe she’s somewhere between these pages. Maybe she’s sitting with the missing pieces. Maybe she changed while I wasn’t looking. Maybe… that’s okay. I don’t wanna go backwards just to recognize myself. I don’t need the old me back. I wanna meet who I am now. There’s love here. There’s laughter here. There’s music still playing. My life isn’t empty. It’s just… a little messy. Okay… a lot messy. A beautiful disaster. Yeah… that sounds more like me. I just need to find me. (Find me…) Somewhere in this beautiful disaster. I just need to find me. (Find me…) Not who I was. Not who you need me to be. Just… me. I know there’s love around me. I know. I know. I just need… to find me. I gave you a piece of me. (A piece of me…) But not all of me. (Not all of me…) You held that piece in your hands and thought you saw the whole picture. But… how could you? I haven’t even found all of me yet. Some pieces changed. Some don’t fit anymore. Some… I’m still looking for. I gave you a piece of me. I never said it was the whole puzzle. A piece of me… (A piece of me…) Not all of me… (Not all of me…) There’s more. I know there’s more. I’m just… still finding it. I’m gonna find me. (Find me…) Somewhere in this beautiful disaster. I’m gonna find me. (Find me…) Not the old me. Not a better me. Just… me. There’s love all around me. I know. I know. And maybe… while I’m putting these pieces together… I’ll find the girl holding the next one. I gave you a piece of me. Not all of me. Truth is… I don’t even have all the pieces yet. And that’s okay. This chapter is mine. I’m still writing it. I’m still finding me. Love, Ghost Girl. 👻💜
