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You carry stars in your hair. When you sleep And your hair spreads across your pillow, They dance upon each charcoal strand. There should be an atlas Joining up all your thoughts To create constellations That fill up each page.
You carry oceans within you Each emotion a wave. And when you cry it overflows. There should be submarines, To reach the depths of your world. To find hidden cities underwater, Which will tell the stories you never will.
I've tried to reach your stars But they're light years away. Tried to swim in your oceans But i almost drowned. Now i finally fathomed that You will never be mine.
People like you are not meant to be anyone's. You are the type of person That lives dangerously, That has a technicolor heartbeat, and breathes in the whole universe.
You're so alive. You're the bird. I'm the cage.
-h/l
~ Dedicated to: glass_shatters Thank you for pouring your comments over me like sunshine when i was doubting myself. You are a sunflower field, You are a rainbow after rain, Or tea on a cold day, You are all the lovely thing i can think of... You are so kind and your poems are on another level. Xx
