i know i will find you amongst
the ending of planets and
the crashing of stars,
because just like me
you carry a penchant for
the beauty of tragedy
❐ a story of two people that were doomed since the moment
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i wished for love on flimsy daisy petals, plucking them as if they had the power to melt your granite heart that bloomed with wilting freesias and corrosive golden nectar.
your eyes reminded me of the roaring ocean, the malignance of your beauty creating phosphorescent scars down my spine－but i didn't mind because to me, you held the universe in your hands.
i prayed to a god i never believed in for you, but you never noticed my bleached ribs that were lacquered with etiolated frangipanis amongst the coruscating supernovas and cosmic cataclysms. i set myself on fire for you, i burned and burned; till my body was incandescent, till my veins were charred with necrosing galaxies and collapsing stars.
your eyes flickered over to me when i burnt myself for you, and then you finally saw me. as if gossamer silk petals, and rosary beads could have ever made you notice me; you wanted someone to burn themselves alive for you.
you wanted someone who let you destroy them for you. you asked me whether i wanted the universe or you, i chose you because you carried the universe on your fingertips, just like atlas carried earth on his back; both of you destined to be the greatest tragedies alive. you told me you'll end up destroying me, and all i said was i won't mind.
you were the sun that lit up the whole galaxy, and like mercury i crashed into you headfirst because all i craved was for love. i didn't mind if you used your knife like tongue to cut open my veins till rubies tumbled down my contused arms; if that was what it took for you to love me i was ready to pay the price for your vicious love.
