Saturn and Venus
miles away
loyalty remains
She has a dream
He has her ring
Saturn gifts her the reflection of the moons
Venus gifts him the warmth of the sun

spoiled in silver
golden skin

Saturn and Venus,
me and him

me?
liking you?
what makes you think that?
the playlist I made about you?
the smile that appears on my face at the thought of you?
the eyes I only have for you?
the way I had to play it off when you liked someone else?
the way my heart skips a beat when I see you?
the way my face turns red when I'm near you?
the way I had to accept you didn't reach back?

me?
like you?
what makes you think that?

My back is straight
shoulders back
chin up
but my gaze looks down
I don't owe anyone
but to myself

Sitting out on the bench
second option, always the best
Haunted before the 31st,
ghosted before revelation

An epiphany of love
or maybe you're just lonely
sit me on the bench
but I can't sit forever

You could come back
but will I be there ?
why do I keep waiting for a yes
from a person who acts like a no?

Breadcrumbs or lunch
out on the bench
sitting with the ghost
of who we could've been

When I hear a song
That reminds me of you,
It becomes my favorite

Truth is
I still do
I still think about you
Like an itch I can’t reach
But there’s nothing there
I don’t know why
I think about you
I’ve accepted
No loss
No win
I’ll tell myself to stop
You’ll never know
Because the one you think about
Isn’t me

I have the idea that if I write about you
like I have nothing else to write about,

the universe will bring us one step closer