Baby can you see the stars? They're in a pattern above us, i'm looking to, isn't it amazing how if we are ever miles apart, the universes always stay the same. Amongst over a billion galaxies we are able to watch the same one as the stars glisten and twinkle with the icy night time breeze, making the bitter cold worth laying out in.
Amongst thousands of countries and countless timelines we were lucky enough to exist in the same one and honestly the stars are creating drawings in the sky that everyone in the world is able to see, on this big planet floating high up we are standing grounded with our feet on the grass entwined with each other with hot chocolate in our hands, our eyes are registering the sheer beauty of the landscape in front of us, with our heads full of dreams and future plans and our heartbeats syncing together, together in this moment as time is passing by but we are just too focused on the sky to notice the clocks ticking away, but we wouldn't have it any other way.
The moon is out, inprinted in it's ever glowing light as we see the markings of a thousand timelines, a million and more memories and stories that have been told or are waiting to be found right in front of us.
Baby, can you see the stars?
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Letters In My Head
PoetryI will write letters in my head laced with blood and tears to create a sense of reality to fight my fears in a world that is broken and bruised, i've been misplaced. Some topics covered in my poems might cause distress so please read at your own ri...
