i don’t know what it is about me
that he sees
so clear, as day, as the sun guiding my way
i don’t know what it is about him
that draws me back
time after time
like a star, we are destined to shine
brighter than our hopes could have ever alone
a stunning supernova; a glimmer of hope.
but the collapse is collateral, the damage irreparable
so it fades as quickly as it began to show.
a shattering, left empty and hollow
May 23
May 23, 2026 at 4:42 PM UTC
i don’t know what it is about me
that he sees
so clear, as day, as the sun guiding my way
i don’t know what it is about him
that draws me back
time after time
like a star, we are destined to shine
brighter than our hopes could have ever alone
a stunning supernova; a glimmer of hope.
but the collapse is collateral, the damage irreparable
so it fades as quickly as it began to show.
a shattering, left empty and hollow
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