She was no one’s angel
but her own. In love
with loving and exploring
underappreciated beauty
with every one
of her senses.
She was a punk rock angel
too in love with this world
to be interested in (or wait for)
a monotone heaven.
So she made her own,
stuffed with all the delights
she loved best.
Her heaven had room
for both adventures and lipstick,
dark truths and real smiles,
fine china in a blanket fort,
Shakespeare and Bubblegum,
witchcraft and shenanigans.
Her heaven had room
for every last lover,
anyone who identified as a dreamer,
and me.
She danced every day of her life
in her homemade heaven.
Until she couldn’t.
I’d call her a liar
for promising me an after
(this time with English wells,
Her heaven had room
for every last lover,
anyone who identified as a dreamer,
and me.
She danced every day of her life
in her homemade heaven.
Until she couldn’t.
I’d call her a liar
for promising me an after
(this time with English wells,
and tucked away tea houses),
but there was no sin in her heaven,
save being untrue to yourself.
but there was no sin in her heaven,
save being untrue to yourself.
So I forgive her last lie,
and hold on to the truth
and hold on to the truth
of best friends forever
in a summer star land,
where punk rock angels play
in a summer star land,
where punk rock angels play
the most raucous of concerts.
And the cheese,
And the cheese,
and the bread,
and the dancing,
and the sex
is so much better there
than the bland heaven
the world tried to threaten us with.
is so much better there
than the bland heaven
the world tried to threaten us with.
I always get misty watching this anime, but now the part where she makes her wish
to get her best friend back will make me weep too. Cat understood how much I loved it
and probably expected it would be the first thing I binged after she died.
Song Choices: I Do What The Good Girls Don't by Elle King, and I Lived by One Republic
Liner Notes for This Groove: I lost one of my dearest friends in the world on Monday morning. She fought chronic illness for so long, but never let it dim her love of life. I'll miss you, Nekko-chan.
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