A collection of musings

Astronauts

I confessed that my love soared far beyond the stars.

I confessed it flew all the way to the moon,

and all the way back to you.

My heart is an astronaut,
going places I never will,

but I guess I just didn't expect your heart to soar far
beyond my love for you, far beyond the moon.

I guess I just didn't expect for

you to be quite fond of me too.

And now I suppose our hearts will
be astronauts together.

~a.m