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I built sand castles, hoping to impress a boy who watched the stars as a hobby. I brought him roses, while he was dreaming of other worlds and I held him tight, when his eyes were set on the sky. I was an earthling who tried to love him with my flesh and my bones and my feeble mind, binding him to the ground like roots. But he kept looking up. He wished for a star, he wished for the light that my flawed insides couldn't bring. So I ripped out all his chains. Sometimes, I hear him at night, his whispers echoing into the sky. But my curtains are drawn. I was banished from that kingdom long ago.
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Jan 31, 2015
Jan 31, 2015 at 4:33 PM UTC
star boy
I built sand castles, hoping to impress a boy who watched the stars as a hobby. I brought him roses, while he was dreaming of other worlds and I held him tight, when his eyes were set on the sky. I was an earthling who tried to love him with my flesh and my bones and my feeble mind, binding him to the ground like roots. But he kept looking up. He wished for a star, he wished for the light that my flawed insides couldn't bring. So I ripped out all his chains. Sometimes, I hear him at night, his whispers echoing into the sky. But my curtains are drawn. I was banished from that kingdom long ago.
alexandra-j
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Jan 31, 2015
Jan 31, 2015 at 4:33 PM UTC
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