laying on white sheets with your fingertips dancing on the stage on my freckles filled back;
your breathe whispering melodies of tour heart entrapped in the cage of my hands. about you signed away to my name in the heaven's book of soulmates.
but
god, you were such a liar. such a fool. such a naive entity with that wicked smirk plastered on your cherry lips.
you weren't mine. not even a speck of your golden skin could be claimed to my rusted name.
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you belong to the brilliance of sun; the one who caressed your rosy cheeks as your eyelids flapped and revealed your sparkly irises; the one who glided it's fingertips in your soft ruffed hair before my dull eyes could even be blessed by your mere presence.
you belong to the phases of moon; the one who witness your lat night thoughts, smiling softly at the glow of your porcelain face; the one who recites you lullabies and tucks you while kissing your forehead.
you belong to the field of sunflowers you grew up in; the one who worshiped your footsteps like you were a sun to their land; the one who giggled when you ran your fragile fingers in their yellow hair.
you belong to the dust beneath your feet. you belong to the ocean you learned to swim in. you belong to the garden you planted seeds in.
you belong to the them. you belong to the earth cradling you into her arms; humming tunes which were only worth for you ears to listen.
now tell me love,
how can this fallen star with calcium in bones; iron in veins; carbon in soul and nitrogen in brain compete with these elements filled with stardust and every wonder of this fairyland?
