11:58PM ; CONSTELLATIONS
一
IT WAS ONLY WHEN
they were strung up on
twinkling stars and falling
from the moon that
gravity had never seemed so simple,
we hold onto
what makes sense and fall
to the passion kindling our spite
until we are embers
of the past
and there is nothing left
but
our ignited hearts,
lighting up the sky
YOU ARE READING
せかい。
Poetry「 a guy who loves sad poems so much he eventually became one. 」 ＋ICHIGOLD
