I'm a galaxy
but you wanted a universe.
When you realized you couldn't have it
you simply chose a bigger galaxy.
But you didn't see that my planets were full of life
and my stars shone even brighter when you made me laugh.
You couldn't see the beauty in the mess.
So you chose her galaxy
bigger, yet emptier and duller.
You found the organized stars beautiful.
But little did you know that you can discover so much beauty in the chaos.
