She looks at you like she is looking at the stars.
Get's lost.
Disappears.
Maybe not forever,
but for a bit to find herself again.
Asking herself;
What if the stars are just tiny shattered hearts?
Just like hers.
Hearts filled with atoms with such a beauty that created her image in the explosion.
The image of a love that traveled light years to find the heart of another beauty in another galaxy.
Coming for another love.
YOU ARE READING
my poems
Poetrywritten by myself. based on true feelings. may be heartbreaking. for those who feel lonely. for those who are hurt. for those who loved. </3
