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Apr 2015
When he texts you with a heavy heart proclaiming that he saw your name in the stars last night and your smile in the suns curve, ignore it. You are not the sun or the stars in the fabric of space, you are a human being with a beating heart that had hoped for far too long for those words to be spoken.

Ask him if before this if he was blinded by the sun or too lost in the stars and that’s why he never responded back those times you told him you missed him.

Ask him how maybe the pressure and weight of his heart before must have been collapsing inside, falling and hitting his lungs and cracking ribs that he couldn’t exhale and respond back. It’s alright now because he’s better now and he can talk now that he see the capability of words.

This means nothing to you for when you see the sun it reminds you of him because that is the first thing you see through your window blinds when he’s really the first thing you want to see in the morning. And when you see the first star appear in the that faded sun soaked sky you wish for him until the sky is cluttered with lights almost as bright as his eyes.

Your heart was so heavy for so long but not anymore.

When he tells you, you will feel dignified and broken at the same time. You will want to go up to him and merrily say all the curse words that you had once washed out of your mouth but then you’ll want to take your hands and caress them to his jawline and look him in the eyes and whisper in a gentle voice that you cared about him so much and he never realized it and still doesn’t.

You will run and laugh and tell your friends but then you’ll lay down and cry.

You will want a further explanation and feel as if you deserve one but what you need is an apology and a promising goodbye. It doesn’t have to be loud and crash like the waves of an ocean but it does have to be just as consistent and powerful of waves washing upon the shore.
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