everyone knows stars burn out
and you may be the sun
but the sun is the brightest star
and it's heat is hurting someone
your chromosphere, your photosphere,
and your blinding corona layer
every person who's fallen for you
would sing a silent prayer
and even then, i love you so
sunspots, prominences, and your solar flares
what can i say when you've got
some kind of special flair?
you always seem to be
a few million lightyears away
but maybe if i work hard enough
i'll get to reach you some day
i can't bring myself to tell you,
you are the cause of my hurt
but the universe doesn't stop for me
on and on the sun will burn
YOU ARE READING
aeroplane vomit
Poetrypoems from when i thought about you in the seven hour flight to paradise. #1 - sadfeelings
