Beneath Dead Stars

We carry the light and warmth of what’s already gone.

[beneathdeadstars]

“What’s the matter?” she asked.

“Nothing,” I said. “It’s just that this is the first time I’ve been kissed like that.”

[beneathdeadstars]

I wonder if you also think about me and cry yourself to sleep every night like I always do.

[beneathdeadstars]

I hope one day you can finally choose yourself first. You have endured more than anyone should and I hope happiness finds you and stays. If nothing else, I hope you forgive me. Please, because I do not know how to forgive myself.

[beneathdeadstars]

I do not belong to a world where we did not end up together.

I do not belong to a lifetime where you are not mine.

I belong to a place where you own me as much as I own you.

[beneathdeadstars]

I still dream of you.

There, I still feel your touch, your lips, your hips, as if they never learned how to leave me.

There, I still look into your eyes and it feels like staring straight into my own soul.

In that place, you are still mine, just as completely as I am still yours.

[beneathdeadstars]

“To the person who is dear to me, I pray the Lord gives you the strength to pursue your dreams, embrace what makes you happy, and live fully and freely. You are a child of the universe, equal to the stars and galaxies. You were born to shine.”

[beneathdeadstars]

Dead stars

We carry the light And warmth of what has long passed. Even in absence, their glow remains Quiet, relentless, eternal.

[beneathdeadstars]

Today, all the light in my life has vanished.