always raining - Poetry

Developing stars

We always clash and collide like developing stars

For a while it entertained me, I loved the brilliant display of light

I gathered up the sparks and drew pictures in the skies, watching the light flicker in your eyes

Then when the lights started to burn, the crackles agitating my skin, I grew tired and had enough

Now we pulse away from each other like shooting stars

All the light has gone out, the sky dark

And the silence is deafening