We were
just like a handful of stars
scattered upon an early summer sky.
Droplets,
of golden dust.
Your scars...
And since I didn't know better,
I fell.
Right when you broke
in my arms,
and sighed like a child.
Our matching scars…
Can you understand?
I just wanted to be
the nurse to fix you.
And if I knew,
you were going to last
for a moment only
like dust,
I would've held on tighter.
Us,
nomads of the sunshine,
never grown children of the past.
Apr 26, 2014
Apr 26, 2014 at 1:57 PM UTC
We were
just like a handful of stars
scattered upon an early summer sky.
Droplets,
of golden dust.
Your scars...
And since I didn't know better,
I fell.
Right when you broke
in my arms,
and sighed like a child.
Our matching scars…
Can you understand?
I just wanted to be
the nurse to fix you.
And if I knew,
you were going to last
for a moment only
like dust,
I would've held on tighter.
Us,
nomads of the sunshine,
never grown children of the past.
