Stars to my Sky


You were the stars to my sky.

You were.

I promise.

Sometimes I wish you could always be.

I wish I could lasso every single star that’s left

And collect them in jars.

So I can keep them burning forever.

But the universe doesn’t work like that,

Does it?

If it did,

I would keep you.

I would keep holding your hand.

I would keep hugging you.

I would give my world

To you.

No.

The universe has a funny way of swallowing up stars

So quickly.

And replacing them

So slowly.

One by one

They burn out.

Leaving a little more darkness in their place.

A little more darkness.

Until the whole of my being

Is dark.

 

 

 

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