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To you, from me, and how the stars bleed.

January 14, 2015
By Makethembelieve BRONZE, Le Roy, Illinois
Makethembelieve BRONZE, Le Roy, Illinois
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I

Because if the stars were falling down,

And if the moon was shattering,
I wouldn’t mind if you were
The last sight I saw
And the last touch I felt.

 

Because if you were the sun,
And I was the moon,
And we were forever chasing each other,
I would only be a reflection of your beauty.

 

Because if the world stopped turning
And all we had were mountains and valleys,
I would be the lowest crevice,
And you the highest peak,
So I could echo your shout of victory from above.

 

Because if I could slow dance with you,
I would let you lead me through
Twirls and dips, burning fires,
And endless rain.

 

And if you were dying,
I would gladly take your place, dear.
I would be honored to be the star in the sky
That could burst into brilliant light if
You could live one more day, dear.

 

And darling, I have never
Thought of you as hopeless.
I have never thought you mean.
I have instead seen you as one
Of the last lights on this
Earth, and

If I had a way, a choice,
A guide,
I would show you the way to self-worth.
I would show you the way to loving yourself
How I love you, dear.

 

So please don’t let the sky crumble,
Please don’t stop your pursuit of me,
Please don’t stop your shouting
Please don’t end the dancing.
And please don’t turn out your light,
Because if you do,
All I will be left with is darkness.

 

And that simply won’t do, dear.
So stay strong, stay with me,
And please keep your eyes
Shining as brilliant as the stars.

 

II

 

And you were the one who told me I couldn’t.

You’re the one who told me I shouldn’t.

 

And even though I held you up
And made you strong,
You didn’t have enough strength
To watch me stand on my own.

 

And I was lost, dear, I’ll admit it,
In these fantasies of constellations
And things that might be.

 

But no more, darling,
For you are the one who
Shattered them for me.

 

I tried to be nice.
I tried to be kind,
But you were the one who crossed the line.
You ripped my heart out,
Tore it in two,
And now my love,
What am I to do?

 

For this is your battle
I waged for you
Covered in stardust
And aching in soul,
And yet there is no peace
Because while I am picking
Up the pieces of me,
You are the one shouting
For me.

 

And I simply cannot do this dear,
I cannot take out
My energy for you.

 

And while your eyes are made of
Stardust,
Your veins are made of storms
Wielding lightning like no other.

 

And this storm could be the thing that
Breaks us,
Remakes us.

 

And while I’m here struggling
For repair,
You are there,
Creating the next rainfall.

 

And I will have none of it,
Darling,
For you have ruined me,
My soul, and my
Stars.

 

It is an uncomplicated dilemma
Of storms and stars,
And you must remember darling,
That after rain there are always stars.

 

In the next moment,
Stardust will fall,
And this is the time that I
Will make it out alive.



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