you are BRIGHT ! bright like the stars
bright like the moon bright like-- oh
just look at you. you are far too
BRIGHT to be real, so why is it then
that you're making me FEEL like i am
floating on a --cloud? no, stars. don't
you know me by now? astronomy is all
i have for metaphors and somehow
you still read my words. REMEMBER
WHEN WE WERE ABSURD? oh but i
don't think you did. because now you
treat me as if i were another --kid. and
that is so, for i am. but i never get a
response from you-- mystery can be
played with two, is this true? i'm just
setting myself up for another
heartbreak but truthfully you're all that
i can rely on anymore. ISNT IT CRAZY
how in the winter everything melts but
collides and the ice cracks and grows
thin but SOMEHOW you find
something good to hold on to.
something else. some constellation
you've never put together before.
something BRIGHT. something
marvelous. something new.
something
like you.
