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Jun 2015 · 277
02
fakemonets Jun 2015
02
We are two binary stars who orbit each other,
Dancing on hot, impatient feet.
Your gravity pulls, tugs, tears
At my mass, while I keep trying to revolve around you
And I will, no matter what, revolve
revolve, revolve, evolve
But you are bigger than I and your colors brighter than mine,
Your energy pulsating to my corner of our universe.
Our temperatures rise and I slip within
Your reach,
I spin into you,
We collide
And there is a tremor
That reduces us to asteroids and dust, and I,
I cannot find your particles, your pieces
I cannot feel your gravity,
I cannot feel you.
May 2014 · 572
01
fakemonets May 2014
01
You like that she thinks she's terrible,
Ugly,
Done for.
That means for you to get to play
Her night in shining armor, her castle; home.
That means so many things to fix
And so few
Chances of success,
And one sentence to save her with.
You always liked a challenge.

— The End —