Being with him
that time
It was like inhabiting a universe
For just us
That we had created for each other
How do you move on from that?
You create a new universe
By yourself
But
You always leave parts of yourself
In past universes
Your atoms floating on debris
Burning in a dimming star
Feb 10, 2014
Feb 10, 2014 at 4:10 AM UTC
Being with him
that time
It was like inhabiting a universe
For just us
That we had created for each other
How do you move on from that?
You create a new universe
By yourself
But
You always leave parts of yourself
In past universes
Your atoms floating on debris
Burning in a dimming star
I know it's not very good, but... yeah... whatever.
It basically sums up my feelings of an old flame.
