I used to think that nothing was worse than being unwanted by you rejection was the black hole that devoured my every carefully-chosen word, my every thought-out action even my smiles were planned, I programmed the muscles of my face to produce a silent film- for your viewing pleasure the only Oscar that my performance desired was your attention but then I got it. and then you took it away. and now I realize that you do not hang the stars, I do. I am in control of a constellation of emotions, bursting like a supernova behind my eyes everything is changing and I am changing but I am here and you are not and if you come back it's too late because I'm already lost in space