People are poison
And stardust lives in my veins with the ferocity
Of you blowing out a candle
That used to always be lit on the star filled nights we were together.
My hunger for you is real
Like how I hungered for butterscotch gumdrops
And how you bought them for me on my 15th birthday.
It was you who struck my hand
Whenever I thought wrongly of myself,
Because you were a real veteran
Who saw too many of his own friends drop down
Just like how stars stop shining in the luminous night sky.
And after all of this,
My half-heart couldn't bare too see your glued on smile.
