lucida sidera ;

this poem is dedicated to a few very special, very lovely people: @zabinibarnes , @autumnavengers and @sanskrits , remember how much i love you.

so your heart has been

ripped from it’s cage, 

so your world has been

torn at the seams

so you cannot stop the tears 

as they pool on your lashes, 

balance precariously,

and then fall.

—and you wonder if

this makes you weak,

you think that this

is wrong, 

all wrong, but

who was it that told you

that you must stop?

who said this isn’t

how the story should go?

darling, it’s okay

to let yourself 

feel

to let yourself 

fall

because just because you are 

falling

does not have to mean you are

i miss june, i miss

summer days of endless sun and

sipping lemonade and

i miss the unfettered happiness of

seemingly endless daylight,

and i miss how things used to be —

seamlessly pieced together,

i miss how you and i would

sit and watch the infinite sky without

a worry in the world, i miss how

we could reach up and touch the universe, this

world that was ours for the taking, for now

i wake up to darkness and shadows, and

all that’s left of june is memories,

already fading, for now, when i reach up 

to touch this dark, desolate sky, you

are not there, and this world,

our universe

how can it be 

that it is so easy for you to

say it, that it’s a careless 

thing for you, another check off the

to-do list, yet something so

little, seemingly insignificant has my

heart shattered, fragmented into

a thousand pieces while you

walk away and i

am frozen in place

waiting for you to take it back

even though, i know

it’s better for me

that you finally stepped forward

and said it, and that

one day, i will be thankful that it was

you, and not me.

i know it seems hopeless, as

though there is no end to this

darkness, this tragedy, this 

heartbreak, this feeling of 

your world being

torn apart at the seams but 

look me in the eye and listen, for

i promise you—

one day, we will wake up and

watch the sun rise, its rays

finally thawing this eternal 

winter, and 

one day, we will

let the wind lift our hair, feel our

hearts beat from where they’ve stayed

dormant for so long,

one day,

we will stand together as

it was before —

we will take back what was

ours, and 

one day

we will greet our newly forged futures

remember who you used to be

before the world fell at your feet?

that girl who smiled despite everything she didn’t know

i want you to take her, cherish her, and never let her go.

for though she seemed naive and wrong

the biggest mistake you’ll make is leaving her for too long

for that heart within you that beats and never stops?

she’s the one controlling that fateful ticking clock.

so though the end might feel as though it is near

remember to find her, and you shall remain here.

this poem is dedicated to a few very special people: @saltellare, @duskypetals, @ironheartted, @sanskrits, and @flowers-and-french-words

i’ll be back before you know it. 

tell me a story

of a world without heartbreak,

where the sun still shines

and the stars have not fallen.

tell me a story

of laughter and smiles

as we tip our heads back

and see endless sky.

tell me a story

of a life not yet broken

so that i might recall

how the pieces fit together.

tell me a story

of love, of happiness, 

for those things now only