He was a curious boy catching stars with his hands, thirsty to know how much it would burn. He wanted to know love and upon his discovery, he learned that a star is no comparison to the excruciating pain a broken heart would bring. A star will give you burns, but love can cause permanent scars that would never heal.
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Moon Child | Ongoing
Poetry"Home isn't always four walls. Sometimes it's one warm embrace And two people's heartbeats as one. " - Moon Child (StarHues) Collection of poems mostly tackling about falling in love with someone out of your reach. Musings about the pain of unrequit...
