what if your person is
someone else's, too?
what if they're not yours
at all?

I always saw a fascination in the stars, the far away galaxies
Your eyes, the creases in your hands
The way these all formed together in a constellation
Exploding with stellar being
Everything about you was celestial.

Hours studying Zodiac signs left me empty
I needed to find myself in your solar system
Forcing life onto other planets
Deserted meteors I saw in your mind
I wanted to restore you.

As I looked to you I felt ablation
My mind melting away the ideas of horoscopes
Making room for you and your astro being
Never once wanting any sort of apastron
I awaited the chaos.

You are an evolved star
Burning out slowly, ever so
Sinking to be extragalactic
A place I never imagined
I was far from extraterrestrial.

But orbiting around you I felt the brightness of our galactic halo
Pushing deeper to reach your nucleus, I became your gravity
As one, our luminosity pressed tightly on all sides
Forcing darkness to disband, a large nova exploding from us
And now we are an elliptical galaxy.

Kissing you set a fire burning so deep inside me
I felt like I was wasting any minute of my life I spent doing anything else.
Repetitive thoughts, my whole world. On and on and on,
A time bomb in the foundation.
An extended spring sprouting false hope; a vision of perfection.
But when I stripped it all away, what was left?
Only the wind on my face and the light from the moon.
And it’s only now, looking up at the stars that I realise;
People don’t have that kind of beauty.

and i am caught in an anonymous place
somewhere between healing and haunting
between numb and seering with pain
decaying and blooming
somewhere where the future
looks dangerously like an exit sign
and where the broken pieces on the floor
don't quite make a mosaic

Fragile thoughts;
Fractured dream;
Her graceful smile..
And the wounds heal.