I need to stop
wasting my wishes
on dandelions
and eyelashes
and wishbones
and shooting stars
on something as silly as
bringing you back
because I'm afraid
no one ever
gets that lucky
twice.
YOU ARE READING
Specks Of Stardust #Wattys2015
Poetry❝ And when midnight strikes and the ink spills through the page, all that you are becomes stardust. ❞ In which a girl writes about the words unspoken, the feelings unresolved, the memories unforgotten, and the boy who caused them all.
