Stars & Constellations

I know times have been very hard for you and you’ve been busy much.

I just haven’t had the time to come on over to see you but you know I do see you with what little time I have.

I know you probably think it’s bullshit, but you give girls butterflies in their stomach and you make them feel like they’re made up of stardust and constellations.

You make me feel like the sun that rises up in the morning even though on some mornings, I wish to fall back to sleep.

O how I wish I could just say that I love you, and just like that, you’ll be mine. Please say you’ll be my forever and my always.

We were just shooting stars that eerily crossed into each other and made other stars fall when it was once upon an us.

I loved you a long time ago, and I’m pretty sure I’ll be loving you all the time for forever and I’ll be yours and you could be mine we had always thought; until I found myself in your arms and your heart was mine and my heart was yours.

And this was why; because we both knew we’d love each other some day. Because the truth is love, you make stars fall and you line them up in star-paved roads to places I wanna see and get to know.

You make me feel like I have flowers and sunlight in my hair.

Your constellations are a map I wanna trace and your shooting stars are the ones I wanna wish on.

And that is why we fall in love. It is fate.

But this is a poem about now, and why stars and constellations fall down.