Tonight,
under the stars
that condemned us,
it finally felt right.
You and I
talking again,
so effortlessly.
It was like
we were never scraped
out from eachothers hearts.
It felt like
the past year,
where everything
was messed up and
we didn't speak
all just disappeared.
once again,
you and I were beautiful.
And it hurts like hell
because tomorrow
I know you'll fall
back into her arms
disregarding that we ever spoke.