Particularly hazy, a skeptic's dreamlike state of mind

make sure you're still alive, that you're still on this earth-

-breathe.-

A ethereal god blessing your presence, moonshine upon their maroon cheeks making them that much more endearing.

A whisp of that unfateful breath, you find yourself trembling.

Void of a sense of belonging.

Extended hands outreach for the stars that seem to shine just for them, and you're incapable of counting.

You're falling.

Falling from... What?

-open.-

A silhouette straight from the astral plane itself forms into the already fogged vision, where although unconventional, the best thoughts are enlightened.

faint already

or rather

pass out.


It would be much easier than facing the consequences of this addiction justified as ..

romance.
-

Their gravitational pull only guided you closer, just as if time itself stopped in it's tracks

the sensation of it all was far too overwhelming.

Who had really been the predator and prey here?

-
Tingles ****** at the skin, eyes glaze over with a certain type of shine only a few could pinpoint.

the initial benefits would be similar to the queen in a game of chess

masking false intentions for those who 'support'

take advantage of the pawns as you pleased
to make moves of your own.
-

But you made a mistake.

You made the mistake of falling in love

When there was absolutely no intention to do so.

I am a UFO, An Undeniably Fallen Object.

I'd crash land into your back yard,
And if this ruckus fails to wake you up,

I'd already be armed, with an arm
ready to toss pebbles at your window
and a finger ready to press play on the boom box.
but it's all too cliché, to be throwing rocks,

at your glass panes,
so I'll create a master piece that wouldn't fit within any kind of art frame,
You'll read out your name,
On the moon once the dots are connected,

because anything seems easy, even punching in craters on a giant space rock, if the purpose behind the action outweighs any and all consequence,

And honestly, I'd do anything to put a smile on your face, ever since,
Ever since I first seen it.

It took my breath away, and it felt like I was falling head over heels,
And what I feel is that you're a gift from over head, and even to this day I still try to look for your halo.

But someday, I'd like to move that golden ring above your head into one that I can actually see on your left hand.

and it's too bright here in the City of Sin to ever catch a glimpse of a shooting star,
But by far,

You are my wish come true.

Deception of reality gets lost and found in the subtle meeting gaze of two individuals

Gleaming colored marbles filled with prosperity and promise for the future endeavors,

the future promise of affection and passion.
-

You are entranced, trapped in this daze-induced high that is infatuation.

With a mere blink, you are also aware that a gaze can easily be casted somewhere else- no, on someone else.

Everything

shattered.

You are willing to take that risk, along with the sanity that you've kept close to you for so long.