"i could ► you forever."

but this promise wasn't kept.

when the music was over

it was just time to ⏏

we are gormless hosts

to homeless ghosts

that nestle in our most forgotten places.

evidence of your butterfly kisses

was confirmed when i woke to find 

traces of glitter on my cheeks.

stars don't change but constellations 

go through constant transformations.

___

i just shortened it a bit because i...

at the end of their journey they were lulled

with visions of themselves telling this story

to their grandkids by the fire.

it's actually a testament to MY OWN powers of persuasion,

the fact that you almost convinced me

this wasn't a dream.

i urge you to leave 

this story half read

and the mystery will shine evermore!

i was drawn

to be

drawn to you

when it was over

she cried all the butterflies

out of her insides

and moved on