But Didn’t You?

In between your chaos and your valor she found you

Saved you.

Destroyed your inner turmoil in sweeps of love

while romanticizing the idea

that your heart would always beat to hers

But you lost track of her

Didn’t you?

With careful fingers you tore the love from her chest

And devoured it

Are you full now?


Maybe someday you’ll realize

In your destroyed astral projection of a life

That stars don’t fall from the sky on their own.

One clap, two clap, three clap, forty?

By clapping more or less, you can signal to us which stories really stand out.