but, rather I my pain eternalised-

a line to- of the worst kind surmise.

for I had rathered not lose my scar-torn, lovelorn heart~
though the choice was not mine.

~as well as my tangerine-tint of memories- sordid apparel of the bitterest find-
fit for a teasing, lusting, satirically-sad mind

we could laugh in the sun and dance in the rain~
though you exist worlds & stars away.

~its alright.

i still breathe, if not your name-

still awaken at night & dream at day.

i still live for my wonder & die with my heart, all or naught, wild & untamed-
just-
not for your sake.
ill settle for wind chimes & wildflowers & me

your eyes reflect the stars, but your soul reflects her heart

I’ll never be anything more than that in your eyes

The stars aligned, you keep me up at night. love is a satire and im no stranger to solitude, but you, you… are infinite.

all so when she bares her teeth, each in kind will fear the paradox behind her smile

love like a pyre
and your elegy will burn through the rain

You never looked me in the eye
You craved self-estrangement more than you craved me
You traded brown for green
Became my dearest enemy

I still see you sometimes
You walk past me in the halls
I hold the door subconsciously
You thank me reflexively
Walk through the frame
Could you ever know, how deeply I feel your distance?
But you walk through the frame
And I silently ache

I wish you could see me now
I wish you would read my clumsy poetry
Each word is just a word.
But the stars are just stars
They mean nothing without a heart