Collection of my poetry

stars

There is a certain magic that few can see when they look up into the night sky,

that's what I saw in his eyes.

He's like a rare fine dust that once interlaced the stars,

a beautiful tribute to things most no longer bother to notice.

You told me you could give me the world,

but I told you that wasn't what I needed.

I told you that you were enough, but I wasn't for you.

All you left me was sparkling, shimmering stardust,

my heart glows less.

You were my universe, but now you're a broken wish

A fallen star with no remorse, with no meaning

And yet, I still tell the stars about you

I wish they'd listen.