#faultinourstars
He stumbles,
She trips,
They fall,
In love?
Surely not,
For love is just a facade,
It’s not real,
It’s not the truth,
Mrs. Waters, she liked the sound of that,
He’s dead.
He left her, a widow of a marriage unhappened.
It’s been a year and a half,
She thought falling in love was like falling asleep,
Slowly and then all at once,
She was tricked into a coma,
Waking up to find her love,
Lifeless,
His body cold.
So, so, cold.
Was it her thoughts, stars, the ones she could never quite fathom into constellations, that killed him?
Was it the heat of their love, the heat of the sun rising, the heat of the stars burning out as the line symbolizing his life, flattens.
Sep 4, 2014
Sep 4, 2014 at 8:11 AM UTC
꧁•⊹٭𝚆𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚒𝚗𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚢,
𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 & caring 𝚞𝚙𝚝𝚘 𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚢 ,
𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚊 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚋𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚢٭⊹•꧂
ミ★ 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳, 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘴 𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘴,
𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘯𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘦 ★彡
𝚆𝚎 𝚐𝚘𝚝 𝚊 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚞𝚜,
𝔹𝕖𝕝𝕚𝕖𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕖,𝕨𝕖 𝕔𝕒𝕟 𝕞𝕒𝕜𝕖 𝕒 𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕟𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕕 𝕕𝕒𝕪𝕤..
Nov 24, 2021
Nov 24, 2021 at 3:30 AM UTC
"My thoughts are stars I can't fathom into constellations."
See I have that exact problem
except my thoughts are more like hail
and hail can't form constellations
Mar 17, 2021
Mar 17, 2021 at 6:51 PM UTC