i used to dream of past lives
past loves
you were one of them,
but since i caught my heart
it turned into fire-
and it burned you.
it was never enough,
i was never enough,
so you threw away
my heart,
alongside your own.
now the stars
whisper your
stories in my ears,
but they don't
believe them themselves.
2 comments:
i like the last stanza, for some reason it reminds me of greek mythology, the stars whispering stories...i dunno. its just good!
why thankyou darling!
i admire the greeks and their way of life. sometimes. :P
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