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Bella D'Alacio Apr 2019
Your hand is the hand that rests upon my cheek
Your hand is the hand of the lifelines that I seek

For no fortune teller could predict
The magic he possesses in his short fingertips
For these cosmic secrets lie within the man
That illuminates my soul with the mere touch of his hand
Bella D'Alacio Apr 2019
He likes the house cold
a nice 70 or below
he hides behind lyrics
and stories untold
he loves to speak of the future and all that it holds
but shies from the past and the holes in his soul
he eats sushi for dinner
and loves his fried rice
and he wants someone who radiates, someone who's nice
that's why he chose you
because I shine like the moon
that makes waves of sad tides
and unveils mere truth behind all his lies
how I wish he chose me but this I'll never confess, instead I will wait and in my heart he will rest
Apr 2019 · 8.7k
forbidden cosmos
Bella D'Alacio Apr 2019
This is a tale of two lovers torn apart by individuality.


Once upon a time the universe gave birth to a new galaxy, a unique galaxy: one with life, beauty, pain, and hope. But most importantly this galaxy contained a concept that extended beyond space and time, a universal concept; this galaxy contained an idea called love. It began as stars clustered together to illuminate the darkness that once encompassed it. They aligned to create things that represented bigger pictures than their individual selves called constellations. The stars enjoyed the beautiful formations they could create from the essence of their deep feelings of love. But as this galaxy formed, a solar system emerged in which a powerful, bright star fell in love with a rocky, moody satellite. These celestial bodies had nothing in common. The sun wanted to always shine brighter, and shine to help light the way for the rest of the galaxy, but the moon became so infatuated with the sun he just wanted to absorb her light. The moon still wanted to understand what he truly was meant for. They learned many things about themselves by growing together, but still desired to find out their true individual justification to their existence. This love burned so brightly and passionately that it attracted other celestial objects, like planets to join and admire its ethereal affection. These planets soon aligned to form their own bond creating the solar system. One planet in particular emerged from the depths of the galaxy to help the sun and moon find their true purpose that stemmed from this tender intimacy. So earth placed herself in the center of the sun and moon to shape them into their full potential. This gravely upset the sun and moon, they wanted nothing more than to be together, orbiting each other forever. But they knew this new arrangement would allow them to truly understand their placement in this galaxy. As the earth orbited the sun, who desired to provide light for life, the moon chased the sun with every day the sun created for the earth. The separation from the sun allowed the moon to realize that he needed the sun to provide her light to him so he can shine onto others as well. For there is no greater purpose than to bring life to others. The moon soon realized he is nothing without the love of his beloved sun. As time progressed without the moon, the sun began to wear out because she was giving so much to everyone else that she could not hold herself together. She needed someone to love her just as much. She missed the moon more than she could bear. She had wanted to give the galaxy as much love as the moon once gave her, but realized she needed him to make her feel whole. The two lovers finally understood their place in this galaxy, to show the universe that once cannot find their true purpose without loving, and being loved in return. The earth was proud of this accomplishment, but since they wanted to fulfill their purpose they had to stay in place, so there she stayed only allowing the lovers to catch a glimpse of each other through their reflections onto her. Once every 365 earth days, the moon and sun would meet again and cross each other’s path to remind the galaxy of what once the love that rarely matched.



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Apr 2019 · 195
how do i know
Bella D'Alacio Apr 2019
Tell me the end. When you die, do you suddenly understand time? Do you find out what you were supposed to do? Or is everything you do, what you’re supposed to do? Is it naive of me to believe I can love one person for my entire life? Am I actually missing out if it makes me happy? What if I don’t want to search my whole life? I don’t want to make the mistake that I chose the wrong person, or let “the one” go. Or maybe, “the one” is on the other side of the globe, and I never knew, living my life with the person I thought I loved the most or made me the happiest, when the real “one” could be on another continent, not even speak my language? But these thoughts all feel wrong to me. I feel like I know the truth, although the entire world, and even you are telling me I’m wrong. I can be happy just loving you. My path is clear, and I am confident in who I am and who I will become… but I want you with me. It is both a blessing and a curse that we met so young. Youg love is tainted by time, and pulled apart by societal pressure. Why do we allow the opinions of so many others who don’t even care about us influence the way we love? The uncertainty of time has always put a distance between us, limited our love. When can we just love? Openly, with no fear? Will we ever get that chance? Is your ghost meant to live with me for the rest of my life? I can learn to live without you, but I can never learn how to not love you. So in the end, when my body perishes, and my soul flies free… will I know? Is it our bodies that prevent us from allowing our soul to love to our full capacity?
Apr 2019 · 141
dancing in reflection
Bella D'Alacio Apr 2019
I sit in solitude. Thinking about the events that have played out over the past month of us. You push me away only to reel me back in, knowing that I can’t resist you. How dare you? But it feels as though there is no limit to what I can take from you. I surprise myself every time you hurt me because I feel like I just bounce back, I can’t let go of what we were, what we are? Who we could be? The ghost of your memory will forever haunt my dream world, as you have tainted it with your graceful memory. I can’t ignore the part of me that is you. I see you when I look in the mirror, I see you when I look at the world. I guess I’ll never know what I am to you. You tell me one thing, but maybe we’re just so different. Perhaps our lenses are different magnitudes. But I can’t help knowing what my heart knows, what your eyes say when your words cannot. I make sense of how you feel by remembering the special glances we shared. The eyes never lie. I’ve danced with your soul, and now and forever, I am stuck in the moment you spun me. I can’t stop. I can’t let you go. Everyday I look forward to new ways of loving you, I want to keep spinning with you forever. So in this I beg of you, remember our dance. Remember our love. Spin me again.
Apr 2019 · 147
Necklace
Bella D'Alacio Apr 2019
For the past year I’ve worn your love around my neck, close to my heart.
For the past month, I’ve had to remove the love to represent that we are apart.
My neck feels naked without your love, and my heart feels empty without your touch.
You are so close, but the distance between us is so far.
It’s like being able to see the night sky, but not touch the stars.
A symbol of love hung around my neck, hanging in elegance making me feel so complete.
I’ve been shopping for something to replace the feeling of lost love, but no new item could compete.
So I stand here with my neck bare, and feelings spared,
wondering what I could change, and where I can find a new love, an eternal love to wear.

— The End —