moondust

but that’s where we fell
we built these dreams
between you and me
but these were things
that were built to never come true
so there our unfinished story lies
buried forever beneath the moondust

fin

the sun sets
and the cloud breaks
here I sit
watching the last light fade
as I close the chapter on you and me

he threw away the sun, then wondered why it turned so cold

closure

You can run your mind over your last conversation a million times and it still won’t bring you closure. That’s fine, move on. No closure is still a kind of closure, if you think about it. It hurts, I know, but maybe this is life’s way of telling you it wasn’t meant to be and that better things are in store for you.

fly

You know yourself best, so why don’t you trust yourself more? They’ve broken you, exhausted you, but your life doesn’t have to be theirs. Never forget, this world is yours, and you deserve so much better. Purge the toxins – all the hearing but not listening, careless love and biting frustrations, and the compromises – oh, all the compromises – because the heart can only withstand so much. Instead, embrace the entropy of life, for complacency will kill you before anything else does. Then congratulate yourself, because through all the mess and unkemptness you’ve endured, you’ll find you’ve somehow mended the wings to set yourself free. This world is yours, you wild wild heart, so fly. Find your rhythm, and fly.