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Two stars collide.
They're beautiful -
Moving in,
Towards eachother.

You'd think it'd be a beautiful sight.
But when they touch a spark ignites, and
Up in flames goes everything we know.

๐˜ ๐˜จ๐˜ถ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ด ๐˜ ๐˜ด๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ญ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ท๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ๐˜ญ๐˜ฅ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ...

My edges are crooked.
My corners are sharp.
My skin can be rough.
My heart can be dark.
For I am a mourner,
Of all of my lives.
Of all of the pain
That this heart has gained.

๐˜ ๐˜ข๐˜ฎ ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ณ๐˜บ ๐˜ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ฅ๐˜ฏ'๐˜ต ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ท๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ง๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ...

I do miss you, and I hope
That you can see,
Behind all the trauma...
There is love. ๐—ง๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐—ถ๐˜€ ๐—บ๐—ฒ.

โ–ช๏ธŽmica lightโ–ช๏ธŽ
Choose company who can hold space for your demons, and you theirs, while you banish them together in solidarity. Know your tribe.

Sidereal, (adj.): determined by or from the stars.
On this day
That you left
I find myself here,
Feeling like
I'm not enough human
To fill this space.

Today marks a day
That we both let go
Of the parts of eachother
We knew we couldn't hold.

How I miss your soul.

And the comfort of the chaos,
In our eternal push and pull.

Today marks a day that
I chose right by myself.
It was the hardest thing to do,
Because it means I'm losing you.

But...

You forgot your shoes.

You know -
My favourite ones.
I wear outside when
I smoke in them.

โ–ช๏ธŽ micalight โ–ช๏ธŽ
To goodbyes.
To healthy endings.
To learning lessons.

— The End —