We’re pulled apart by strong magnetic fields
and the sun burns us, strongly willing us to yield.
The stars blind us so we cannot see each other –
yet, somehow, we find a way to remain together.
The moon tries to steal your attention
and my airless atmosphere leaves me in starvation.
We never cross paths as we rotate around the sun –
yet, despite it all, we’ll finish this love story we’ve begun.
Our days and nights are entirely opposite
and we face different sides of the universe.
Our seasons are completely different –
yet, still, we remain ever persistent.
The first encounter was when we accidentally collided
and ever since we’ve remained undivided.
We saved each other and gave one another life.
Together we’re complete, we’re the only ones who can suffice
each other’s needs. The odds were stacked against us,
thus we created our own entire universe out of pure love.
We need not the sun or the stars to survive–
all we need is one another to conquer life’s strifes.
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A Series Of Events
PoezjaI've found that I am most comfortable in discomfort and chaos, as opposed to serenity and happiness; probably because this broken part of me is all I've ever known. love, turmoil, desperation, infatuation, betrayal, death. these poems will contain...
