It came to my attention That love fades Pastel shades that were once a royal blue Only appear as the sky or the moon Feasible, practical, we fell out of love. The flaws you once admired became stone The likewise reason you saw the stars in my soul Became why the black hole "showed who I really was" I simply find it tormenting That the way you fell in love With how I fell asleep Is the same reason why You disappeared in the morning light.
“I was once your idea of perfect.” F.C.














