saying you don't want to fall in love because you can't risk getting hurt is like saying you won't build houses because earthquakes exist

This wild being,
this State of flux,
this simmering smear
flooding the pure empty nothing.

This mess of splintering sparks
showering out of the deep dark
like dotted dice in awkward tumbles.

This misfit unfolding of stuff
with its difficult excitements,
dimensions and velocities,
describing laws of gravity
and the functions of our physics.

This formal structure of strictures
that fumbles at the hems of ghosts
now shocks the senses with corners
and the hard fabric of substance

This insignificant star dust
blustering in boiling eddies
disrupting the vague vacuum
with material surfaces
that jar against the ever present tense

This sprawling and reddening shift
of blue sky light brimming in domes
This semblance of solidity
This striving galactic ocean
beyond all forms of measurement

All this

and yet each night I sleep
in the disassembly of dreams

sometimes
you get what you want
when it's too late
you bear the pain
and learn to move on
you realise it just isn't worth it
but the lesson is a lasting one I guess
an indentation on the body and soul
a lesson of patience and having faith in things worth waiting for
sometimes
you don't always get what you wish for
but in time you will feel the love you strive toward
you will acknowledge the pain you did endure
and understand what it is you are living for

She's got an old soul
older than mountains,
older than the rain
It was probably there when
the rivers first ran free
Older than the earth, maybe
One of the first stars
The brightest supernova
she dove in, beautifully, on a crystal comet
straight out of the Universe

she's seemed like starlight ever since