It’s inexplicable — the way the stars dance in the sky,
lights twinkling in your eyes, our hopes and dreams
drift into the cool air, warmth of wool tickling my chin,
toads and crickets gleefully chime in. The way we lie on the dock — still water quietly splashing the sleeping rocks.
The way the navy sky is crowded with stars and mars and the moon,
like a stretch of sand and seashells spread out along the coast. Seemingly endless, interminable, and eternal.
The way we lie — under the promising stars of glorious wonder and boundless opportunities. We whisper our secrets to the universe
and rely on the night sky to catch us,
in its merciful net.
The way stars lie —
completely and painfully inexplicable.
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We’ve all gone through heartbreak, whether it be with loved ones or our dreams, or something else. Sometimes we place too much trust and power in something as silly as the stars — at least I did.
