shooting star

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we keep on holding onto this red string until the end is frayed and split and torn. grabbing onto each other's throats until there's no more air left to breathe. all the infinities have run out.
decaying like withering lavender on a smoky day, ashes burnt once green grass and blue skies turnt orange with fire long gone. we keep on scorching the earth trying to turn passion into love.
running on the fuel of a dying star, ready to meet its end in a blazing crash of fury and sorrow. i keep on holding onto you, looking at my raw hands rubbed to the bone from trying to hold you down on earth.
but there is no future for the sky and earth as two ends will never collide.
i don't know why i keep trying, why i keep believing that somewhere in the world, there is an eternity for us. maybe it's the heart that has held on through all the burns and scars it's been given through this terrible, beautiful, fucked up mess. maybe im too scared to move on, to shatter myself in two again and again.
how can i love you so much, at the same time your soul makes my soul pulse with anxiety and fear?
i guess i will wait for the day we crash and go up in a blaze...

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