an innocent wish,
started something beautiful,
something painful,
something sad.
a star cannot love in the sense people can
however, a star can study,
a star can learn,
a star can experience.
and as that human girl gave her life,
to keep him burning,
the star felt,
the star experienced
a feeling he never wanted to feel again—
a horrible, rotten, disgusting feeling,
a miserable feeling called pain.
this feeling,
changed something inside the star,
it allowed him to love.
Apr 30, 2025
Apr 30, 2025 at 12:32 PM UTC
i am not a poet,
nor am i a poem.
i am not a writer,
nor a book.
i am not a painter,
nor a painting.
i am not a sculptor,
nor a sculpture,
i am not the artist,
nor the muse.
i am an idea,
that exists
only
in your imagination
Apr 27, 2025
Apr 27, 2025 at 11:56 PM UTC