how will it start? when will it end? who will it be? what will it feel like? where will it happen?
it will start with a photograph and end with a cigarette. it will be a friend you’ve taken for granted and it will feel like a homecoming, even if it did happen in an abandoned house with graffiti on its walls.
and there will be seawater and bleach on your clothes by the time the smoke fades.
exactly the way you choose to remember it.