I've always desired a Capricorn
Because reading about them
Seemed nice on paper
Until I had crossed a Scorpio
And realized why I never ended up
With a sea goat
Because astrology is written in the stars
And not in your heart

Dear stranger,
I was so intimate with the color of your eyes
And the way you had expressed your words
I had forgotten to ask your name

A gift most people look down on
Because they wish they could forget
Their worst moments