ᴘᴀɢᴇꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ: ᴘᴏᴇᴛɪᴄ ᴄʜʀᴏɴɪᴄʟᴇꜱ

ɪ. ᴄᴏɴꜱᴛᴇʟʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴꜱ

In the depths of a midnight sky

A soul lies.

Who gazes at the constellations?

Seeking solace in their formations.

Each twinkling star holds a story.

A moment of their celestial glory.

Which makes the soul think of Vega and Altair.

Destined to dwell in separate realms with a love to declare.

Amongst the constellations, it roams,

Yearning for something to make it whole.

But the stars remain distant and cold,

Making it feel hollow and old.

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-ida