the light

use my shoulders to hold up the universe

dear, i know the world can be scary, and you feel oh so weak when others save face just to remain strong. but if crying is what makes you feel alright, use my shoulders to hold up your universe, as you let it all out. the world's a little scary, and though everyone pretends it doesn't scare them too, we're all a little terrified inside. especially when the one thing you love, is staring back at you, with eyes wide with tears, and a plummeting heart, clutched between their aching fingers. for your dying light, is my biggest fear, and i would give anything, just to know how to love you, the way you need me to. but for now, i can only offer your abundant nebula, my burning cosmos.