lightning

clock strikes six

in the morning

as our bodies part

to leave the place

where we met

to never

be seen again

and

as you leave

I watch you

disappear from my life

as you appeared

like lightning

that strikes

so fast

yet so impressive.

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stardust

I breath in

the cold air

as it freezes

the stardust

inside of me.

We are made

of stardust,

of galaxies,

so why we

never ever

live up to them?