A thousand stars,
none as precious as you.
My darling, my love.
The forbidden fruit of our love,
despised by the Land and the Sea.
Our future, non-existent.
My muse, my dear mermaid,
years may have passed –
but nonetheless, you are by my side,
Following my every move
from up there in the sky.
When my heart broke,
yours broke.
Bitter love, bitter death.
If only you were human,
you'd still be by my side –
holding my hand, holding my heart.
Aug 12, 2020
Aug 12, 2020 at 12:33 PM UTC
A thousand stars,
none as precious as you.
My darling, my love.
The forbidden fruit of our love,
despised by the Land and the Sea.
Our future, non-existent.
My muse, my dear mermaid,
years may have passed –
but nonetheless, you are by my side,
Following my every move
from up there in the sky.
When my heart broke,
yours broke.
Bitter love, bitter death.
If only you were human,
you'd still be by my side –
holding my hand, holding my heart.
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