Where the stars meet,
And our hands held.
The night drifts
And my heart swells.
My life meant nothing
But to you,
I meant something.
Heart beats
And the sound of breathing.
I kissed you once,
You said you weren’t leaving.
I knew what I want,
I knew it was you.
This is what I’ve dreamt about,
And that dream is true.
Should I move home
Or should I stay here.
My house isn’t real,
And the message isn’t clear.
Foundation of everything,
July 31st.
A year later,
You’d say I’m the worst.