Dear Jupiter,
In the past week I have had over twenty conversations including you.
That's too many, it hurts.
God it fucking hurts Jupiter.
They tell me it'll fade, but it hasn't, when does it start fading?
To the sun, you don't have to push me away, just tell me the truth.
Jupiter? Why did you leave me? Why didn't you love me back? I don't understand, how do you just fall out of love with someone? How do you stop caring about someone? You seem to be the expert in that area...
God I fucking miss you.
And I know this chapter isn't linked to the stars and I haven't put in space metaphors the only thing about the universe is your name, but right now I feel like an ocean is drowning me.
Like I'm standing in shallow waters, tied to a rock, and these waves keep slamming into me, over and over again and again.
And then the tide pulls back, and I gasp for air, and my lungs feel like exploding. And then it stops, for a moment it's calm, there's air in my lungs and the water is calm. The fish come swim up to me and the water is clear.
And then the waves come back again. And I'm left shivering holding my breath for it to pass.
So I'm sorry this isn't the right plot and story line and I'm sorry I can't stop.
I can't stop loving you.
Dearest Jupiter, you fucking suck.
Forever,
Saturn.
YOU ARE READING
To Jupiter
RastgeleIn which a girl calls herself Saturn to hide the reality that it is her love story. Saturn is the girl he will never love, Jupiter is the boy she will never get over.
