it's like when the sun was born
tiny flecks of gold blew off and into your eyes
and when you looked at me
i felt the sun
you are part of the sun
made of pieces of stars
you're warm and you're close
you were
now everything is dark and cold
everything feels like nothing
it was my choice
but maybe it was wrong
maybe it's right
i mean i like pain
right?
maybe that's why i did it
or maybe it's because i know you don't
and if you stayed
it would just be more and more pain
and my tiny dark moonlit eyes
would swallow up your sun filled gold
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Mind Heart Soul
PoetryWhat goes on in my mind. What I feel in my heart. What I experience with my soul.