(when i still lived hazy c e ㅤㅤl a ㅤㅤㅤㅤdon days with no pain to bring out the bliss, when ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤthe ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤworld was ㅤㅤstill ㅤㅤㅤㅤnew)
my mother would tell me about the s t a r s as we
w a l k e d
t h r o u g h
the
m o o n
burnt
f o r e s t
{my mother was an astroartist shecouldmaketheskylistentoher}
-[🌙]-
when i w a s young
w-w-w-wwwwhen i was young
to the days when i woke up to see two moons in the sky, my mother and the moon to the days when i was not afraid (not afraid not afraid)
my mother'd say to me
"astronomy is not about our solar system or the physics between celestial bodies, it's about everything in the universe that we want to reach. because we are all suns and moons and planets, freckles on the cheek of humanity. we are astronomy, my love."
she told me that she was a planet and i was the sun and i didn't know what she was talking about because i always thought that the only one bright enough to be the sun was her
she told me that
one
day
she'd be
too f-f-f-f-ffffar
for
me
to
reach
she said there were blackholes in her lungs draining away her life and by the time i'm older she'd be as far as the rosette nebula and as close as home (which is as distant as yesterday)
-[🌙]-
my mother taught me the courage of the stars before she left
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