Kitty Kitty, Firecracker, Flashbang
Three nicknames you gave me
As we climbed trees
In search of stars
In search of meaning

As my feet dangle and swing
Above the forest floor
I think of you
And the ghost you’ve become
We’re you ever really real?

Sometime I feel like jumping
From this tree branch
So I could become a ghost too.
Maybe then, I could see you again.

My grip on this branch is firm
But I’m not afraid of dying
I just wish I could press rewind
And start over with you here
Climbing trees
In search of stars
And finding meaning.