He made me feel euphoric, like i could get higher than the clouds just by soaking his words into my brain.
God, he was electrifying. He touched me and i swore my lungs went up in flames and my brain melted.
He was a thunderstorm and he told me i was a hurricane and had stars tattooed onto my heart and i believed him and spent all my time thinking i was immortal, even at the edge of a cliff or with a gun pointed at my skull, i just needed him beside me.
I believed that i was all of the stars in his universe.
Only after he left did i realise that i was nothing but burnt out stars for him.
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Poetry"he's colder than ice but god, he lights up a fire in my chest." a collection of sad words about numb skin and cold hearts
