Look up into the sky, see the rockets as they fly. Upper atmosphere, disappeared without a trace - just like you, February 29th, 2012. See the contrails as they form in its wake just like a cloud. Astronaut girl, where'd you go to without a life cord to bring you back to Mother Base? Please return to me at once.
Nothing ever held you back, you owned your destiny. Never had you even once considered returning. And now there's nothing left, just an empty room in a house with memories that never fade away.
Your poor Mother - how she cried - and your Father had denied when they came across your final scene, a picture-perfect exit with the note where you spelt it out: "Please don't come looking for me." Still when I'm alone at night, I swear I feel you by my side. We sink into the bed, cease to exist and drift forevermore out amongst those galaxies that you'd always found so beautiful.
Katie, can't you see that you belong on Earth with everyone?